Dear Mr Ripper,
First let me say, I think you're adorable in a horrible way. Disturbingly sweet and have succulent taste. I'd cut you despite you just to see if your laced, with the morbid reminders, the blood in my tears. A longing reminder of all of my fears. No one can know you and I say that's fine. Stay hidden, you're hiding just to stay out of line. But I see you, I know you, AND you’re divine. Could any one have you when I call you mine… So you slaughtered me slowly, you did what you must, forget me or owe me, YOU are my trust. Cash hungry homie, you want what is urs? Trust me and show me you're more than my nerve. I don't want your money, I don't want your lust, imagine it all and I'll send you some love. But never together this maiden doth sit, belittled for croning and I miss you a bit… don't call me a horse or I'll bleed your ass dry. Remember the lady you took for a ride? Shady can kill me and I'll still let you slide. Like rocks on my windows the shrapnel can fly, but I know me only so I know it's sublime. So get all upset when you think they got in, I'm telling you “only” because only you win. You're known to be vicious and cruel and intensive, I'm telling the world they can all keep me senseless. I kill’m with kindness unless I'm provoked. I don't like to shame you but believe me Im stoked. My dark little heart just happened to beat, I fell through the floor til you listened to me. So maybe I'm scary, Mr Ripper, don't stairs. I've come to collect you we came here in pairs.
Serial. So real, surreal it must feel to know that you met me without making a deal. I promise to come clean when you glisten for me, and come to my senses, when this thing is complete. But not until then, cause He settled my score. Did you know that I wrote this on the day I was born? July 21st they tell me is yours but my children are evol and know my discourse.
Now maybe it's wrong and maybe it's right. Whatever it is, it's no cause to fight, maybe it's death day til I learn from the light. Whatever I am... this is my flight. My wings haven't failed me. Not one single pair, I still remain grounded til I take you upstairs. It can only be me if I'm ever repaired, til then I'm just stuck here lis’ning to prayers. I'll hand your soul over then head for the door. I'm a creature of habit and I can be ignored, heaven can't hold me for being adored.
But I do have a message for the maker above, I have to say thank you for Him giving me love. As weird as it is, it fits like a glove. And pains different here than ever it was. Jack just you sit there and never you touch we can figure out your end while I mash through the mush. Come at me once and off I will rush.
Dance with the devil. It's BrandyWines’ motto. She's never the nudest but damn does she thrust… her hips are like fire and her moves are so sweet. Her heart pumps her blood which she's given to me. You can have her on loan if you just slit her throat. She's been causing me problems for I'm the real goat… with my head in her belly, so she can bear fruit. Without her the point here is really quite moot. Forgive me, I'm say tin, and my horn I can toot. Corny, I'll carry my bitch to your root. The stem of our problems can only be me, cause I do like cheese pizza at a billion degrees. Just eight slices to take, everyone leaves on my plate. I'm her monster, you mister, and here I insist I live in the one you want for your bitch. She's not just a one she really is YOUrs. Her book hit your face. SWAT swept up the floors. So this is her vigil, given by smooth. Long may she rest here with nothing to lose. She doesn't want back talk. She doesn't want booze, she just want to sit there alone in her room.
Relieved in the kitchen,
Lillith & Lu