SHE
By Hex Venus
How i would love to scar your pretty, porcelan, picture Perfect Face Perfect Hair Perfect Body with my nails, sharp and bloody thirsty. but OOPS!, it seems i have bitten them all off in a frenzied anxiety attack insecurity raging. I hate the way you look at the angel sent for me as if he was sent for you because HE WASN'T! But i hate the way he looks at you more the subtle longing in his eyes ocean blue and lightening struck. The way he talks and touches your lips, hips hair - black his smile when your near his laughter when you joke (and more so when you dont) He was sent for ME this one not you so please dont test me here or i will grow my nails back just for you. Written August 30th, 2001 © on Jan 20 2002 09:05 AM PST, Sarah. S 18 • 0 • 1
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