Vespa
By LakeIsle
i sting with sharp words and hot looks floating, flying i locate my prey tongue like a razor as i lash out cut them until they bleed why? you may ask it's from my own hurt my own self-pity and loathing years of torment from my mind that no one will venture in or love doomed to think differently like no one else this is why i sting i am vespa. Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 24 2002 09:05 AM PST 0 • 10
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"i sting..."