Monday, March 23, 2009
MUSIC MARKS DA LYRIC/TIMES/ PER BEATS OF SOUND
TODAY..I HAD QUIET MOMENT..TODAY..I FEEL SO BLAHHH..SO DESPERATE TO SEE MY
FRIEND IN NEED OF LOVE..TODAY..HE CALLS..SO I ANSWER WITH A PASSIONATE HUNG
AND KISS..WITH NO ONE AROUND..MY EMBRACE WAS SO PHONY...I SLEPT PASS HIS
TINGLING SENSATION..THAT LOVE SLAPPED A MUSSEL ON MY FACE..WHAT BLOCKS HIS KISSES..WHERE I GOT SO SICK..THE HEART WAS SO ALONE..NOT ME ...HIM..FROM
LOOSING WHAT I CAN'T GET A GRIP..WANNA SHOW SOME COMPASSION..WANNA KNOW HOW
TO LOVE HIM..WANNA REACH OUT TO HIS CLOSURE..GIVE WHAT IS DRIVING ME OUTTA
MY CLOTHES..BUT..WHEN..HOW..I DON'T HAVE THAT TOUCH..WHERE HE FEELS ME AND
I LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND WHAT HE SEES..A FLESH..WITH DESIRES SO EXUBERATING..EXCITING..LIKE A ROCKET..BLASTOFF..HURLS IN2 SPACE..LEARNING
HIS TASTE..I DON'T WANNA ADMIT..THE RUB IS LIKE A FINE TOOTH COMB..RUNS DOWN
MY BACK..INJURES MY SOUL..WHAT IS IT...THE ABUSE...WHY IS IT...IT WEARS WHAT
WAS..A SLAP IN MY FACE..NUMB..FEBBLE..BURNT..BUT..WHY CAN'T I FEEL HIM..WHAT
IS IT..HE DOES THAT..KEEPS ME ANGRY..WANTING TO BE TOUCHED..WITH TEARS ..
RUNNING DOWN MY CHEEK..WHY DO I DENY MEN..BEHIND SEXUALITY..CURSING DARKNESS..LITERATELY BITING TIME..RIGHT IN FROM OF BODY MOVEMENT..WANTING TO
FIGHT THIS SENSELESS BEHAVIOR..WHAT GOT A GRIPE..FUCKS WITH HIM AND I..WHERE
I FEEL HIS LIPS..HIS SOUL..HIS SPIRITUALLY COMPOSITION..I DIE 4..WHERE THE
PIANO PLAYS..BEETHOVEN OVERTURE..WHERE I RISE TO HIS DEMANDS..WITH SOFT PILLOWS
AND RED SATIN SHEETS WITH ROSE PETALS LAID OUT..WAITING FOR ME..WHY IS IT..
THERED PRESENTS BLOODSHED...INSTEAD OF LOVE..WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN...ON THE
FLOORIN FRONT OF CORRUPTION..BRUTALLY SCORNED...FOR WHAT REASON..I ABSOLUTELY
DON'T KNOW..THE TURNTABLE CONTINUES TO PLAY..WHERE MUSIC BE THE REMEDY FOR HEALING..I MEND..I WEPT ..I SAW.I PAID A DEPT TO SOCIETY...WHY AM I SUFFERING ..STILL..I'M A BEAUTIFUL BLACK SISTA..I GOT LOVE..LIFE TO GIVE..WHEN..
I DON'T KNOW..WHY?..BECAUSE.I CAN'T B TOUCHED THAT WAY..WHAT DO U MEAN...I NEED
A CHANCE..WHERE..INSIDE..WHERE U FEEL A WOMAN..U NEVER LEFT HER 4 MONEY..SHE OWES..JOHNS NEVER PAID..SO U BECOME THE THIEF..WHO GETS PAID BACK..U..NOTHING..
TO LIVE 4..BUT LIFE..BEING SAVED..IN LOVE..WITH THE WRONG SIGNALS..LOOKS LIKE
I'M DONE4..WANTING A MAN IN LOVE SOMEWHERE ABOVE THE STARS AND BELOW...AN ACT 2
PLAY WITH..NOTHING IS REAL..CREATE
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