You're lucky enough to get a second glance.
Let alone even a chance.
Now you've lost it.
For good.
These eyes will be looking forward.
These eyes don't shed tears.
For pretty little boys.
For pretty little girls.
Who's hearts get broken with fear.
Hips are swaying.
Bodies playing...
You sit center stage but no one is watching.
Better think of something new you silly little boy.
Covered in ink
But you don't know how to think
For two.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
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