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Spotted green lady in a sleazy bar,
She called me to the back room;
I marked bloody eyes in the mirror,
Her smile whishpered my doom...
Kissed her and held her tight,
I fell straight through the floor;
Looked up, white horses were all i saw
Went banging hell's big wooden door,
I looked rich in her eyes
True love, I finally found
Friends came crawling, calling me back
No, I'm not going to turn around
Not turning around...
If you are thinking who this is about, you din't get it...
She called me to the back room;
I marked bloody eyes in the mirror,
Her smile whishpered my doom...
Kissed her and held her tight,
I fell straight through the floor;
Looked up, white horses were all i saw
Went banging hell's big wooden door,
I looked rich in her eyes
True love, I finally found
Friends came crawling, calling me back
No, I'm not going to turn around
Not turning around...
If you are thinking who this is about, you din't get it...
3 Comments:
good poem handa... G maarna band kar...
by any chance...is the female in question named Mary Jane??? and i don't understand why u were knocking on hell's door when u have found the stairway to heaven???
may the powerful white horses lead you to glorious heights...seems like you've found the G-SPOT!!!
Absinthe?????
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