DOrazio's blog: "Writhe"

INHALE Your heart is exploding with anger and lust.... Grab hold my hips tightly torn flesh with every thrust... Hurry up find your place on my shelf along with the dust... Because I have no use for an excuse of a girl... Your nose painted red from the white you inhale... Pleasure this guilty is often times wonderful... Cought red handed with you in my arms... Though who was the rogue that stole myself.... Now theres justice that binds us and justice that finds us... Yet neither one comes close to catching the theives... The air in the spring brings new trees to the leaves

Fall into love and gently surrender as our bodies and minds writhe they try to remember This is a song of such sudden sarrow a tune I shall sing for every tomorro...an emotion I found thats been begged and barrowed I've been in the same room for every century, not much has changed except the scenery and maybe the entry Though how could one tell the difference between heaven and hell with his eyes removed I speaking in tounges and all you want is some of mine Now how does that sound for a subliminal line The chaotic truth isnt in how I rhyme..... Its in how by you reading this your just wasteing you tyme........