Zipperro
Its normal, you just met Manolo
Your self esteem got bent and fucked
beat down bleeding, slowly crawling
Goodlooking? Many say I am
I would prefer- sophistication
Refinement, elegance and glam
Desire's burst in masturbation
Sharp, pure , totem and refined
Stardasting beam for every mirror
You want to meet me? Get it line
And chant : Oh God, Manolo's Here!
Bring wine , and quiet when I speak
I am a center of attention
Forget the center -- I am it
I am your solace and redemption
And if you dare say I'm not
I'll throw you in a wall of silence
From answers you ll be simply blocked
And begging for some kind of guidance
I might consider , maybe not
It all depends on effort given
Its gonna be extremely hard
To be repented and forgiven...
No judgments here, not at all
Satiric muse inside of letters
My happiness is all your fault
To me it's all that really matters
She gives me everything I need
She is my soul, my heart and air
My solace-- paradise indeed
My one and only love affair.
No mirrors needed . In her eyes
I am a man she craves and needed
I love her, my mistake in life
Like hers, been done and superseded.
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