yet untitled jared's poem number two


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you can have me
only if i have you to do what i want with
just if i can kill you if i want to kill you
just if i can harm you if you misbehave yourself

if you fail me
i’ll cut off your legs and post them through the mail
meandering around your house to see you seating
waiting for the postman with a package with your feet

if you miss to
ring me on my birthday as the clock strikes midnight
i will shove a telephone down in your windpipe
so you’ll never need to ever breathe or speak again

if you care for
any other tan of any other man or
if you even dare to look at eyes beside mine
i will pierce your eyeballs with a fierceful needle
shining through the middle of your optic nerve
you’ll blind just to the point when you can still continue
seeing that i’m pretty and i’m pretty maddened
saddened but enraged and with a knife inside my cage
inside my hatred

if they ever
let me get away out of this jailhouse never
will i come here search for you so don’t be clever
and don’t try to change your ways cos i’ll endeavour to
i will endeavour to
and i will kill you

you can have me so. RC


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01|dezembro|2006

The many faces of robert webb.
Isso do ricardinho acabou.

(Rufus Wainwright | Rules and Regulations
> from Release the Stars)



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