poemranker ::vulgar by crin

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Free verse № 35316

vulgar

Member since 2001 · Posted 10 Jan 2003 · 1 comment

christ in your hoodie and your baggy jeans pornstar mark my words your wounds are faked pager blowing up you just can't shut up cell phone cells decay your pierced tongue is forked also got those wicked contacts to show your true nature you devilish snake your new adidas your girl's money bought those absorbed into your bankroll you think you're her saviour so you're entitled to take and take like all the others you make her pay you step up on your pedestal and make it hell for everyone else you put your name all over everything you piss all over to stake your claim you spit venom you desecrate

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[n/a] deleted user 10-Jan-03/11:33 PM Reply
The first line would be great if it was "Christ in a hoodie". But after that the poem doesn't offer much.