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Russian Princess
With a heart of ice
Takes you down quick
And doesn't think twice
She reels you in
With that devilish smile
Acts so innocent
For only a while
Russian Princess
A killer queen
Strikes you down
Remaining unseen
She keeps it all hidden
Under her cute little facade
Tosses you like trash
Leaves your heart clawed
She's a ticking time bomb
Waiting to explode
Find all of your faults
And knock you out cold
Russian Princess
A killer queen
Strikes you down
Remaining unseen
She'll eventually get you
Bring you down like a wall
Beat you like it's nothing
Make you feel small
She'll leave with a smirk
Her words stinging like whips
And she'll leave with a swish
Of those devilish hips
Russian Princess
A killer queen
Strikes you down
Remaining unseen
With a heart of ice
Takes you down quick
And doesn't think twice
She reels you in
With that devilish smile
Acts so innocent
For only a while
Russian Princess
A killer queen
Strikes you down
Remaining unseen
She keeps it all hidden
Under her cute little facade
Tosses you like trash
Leaves your heart clawed
She's a ticking time bomb
Waiting to explode
Find all of your faults
And knock you out cold
Russian Princess
A killer queen
Strikes you down
Remaining unseen
She'll eventually get you
Bring you down like a wall
Beat you like it's nothing
Make you feel small
She'll leave with a smirk
Her words stinging like whips
And she'll leave with a swish
Of those devilish hips
Russian Princess
A killer queen
Strikes you down
Remaining unseen
Literature
About: me
It hurts to see inverted smiles.
Literature
We are the Broken
We hide in this shell, hoping that no beams of light will shine through, casting our shadows on the wall.
No one can know we are here. We are memories and dustbunnies that used to be known, but now we are the fragments of broken hearts and broken dreams that were tossed to the wind, disowned, and dismayed.
We are corpses of the lost children, wolves preparing to devour us at the slightest provocation.
We did not ask for this. This was thrusted upon us, a screaming child abandoned. And now this child is ours. We bear it's weight and needs, hiding it's flame from those who would rip it away, no matter how much it annoys or decieves us.
We lo
Literature
wasted youth
hey, where are you from?
from wasted youth.
what?
i am from a mad sad youth, from
dreams covered in mist, from old
broken homes, from funeral sobs
and weathered books, from empty
seashells, from crushed memories
and faded photographs, from moon-
light scars and rainbow moans, from
untamed flowers to infernos, from
childish fears and "Berlin Wall"
barriers, from moments of glee to
months of melancholy, from a place
that reeked of loneliness and dead
naked bodies, from post-orgasm
fucks, from beautiful screams, from
this & that & there & nowhere &
everywhere.
oh.
did i scare you away?
no, i don't think so. at least not
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For you, Russian Princess'. You fucking c*nt.
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Holy crap, who is this Russian Princess chick XD Sounds like a bitch, and from the "you fucking c*nt" thing, I'm guessing she is XD
Well, unless its not a real person, in which case, my bad! XD
Well, unless its not a real person, in which case, my bad! XD