The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Minuscule responses from an expensive ad,
money poorly spent,
desperation is now all I have,
they can sell it for you if you have,
a face that they all know,
but when your nothing,
a nobody,
you’ve got to sell your soul,
sell it fast,
sell it cheap,
become a massive slut,
for if you wish to dine with riches,
you’re going to have to suck a lot of cock.
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I write about Desire. Sex. Longing. Pain. Darkness. All of it.
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I am the First Eve.
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The intricacies of my insanity 
Oh soooo true sir!
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