MyDusa

Devil in her mouth, heaven between her thighs, that’s where the red flags go to die
Living on the edge my allegiance I pledge, she get a kick outta making me beg, you gonna want to be high for this she insists, this is a opportunity you don’t want to miss
I think I’m in control but shes pulling my strings, feed my ego my every word she clings, stroke my soul like no other, lights on no cover, my insecurities she embraces, then hits me with those love faces
She gets up and tries to leave, knowing damn well I’m going to pull her by the sleeve and say something to make her believe a future exist with me
She’s reckless and I love her honesty but I’m just as flawed honestly, we’re too much alike for this to be prosperous, we never work our love is phosphorus, Russian roulette with a semi automatic, funny thing is I’m built for it; I want all the static