naam:
	pass:
	wachtwoord vergeten?

Volg ons op facebook

Ga naar chat

< terug

How often

door killea

How often

thwarted by viciousness,
the cruel, biting words,
the secret schemes and malice,
of jealous contrivance,
did I not plot and scheme,
not enough to fight?
one, two, three, four
the knives in my back
go beyond a score
the sick perverted games,
played out behind the scenes,
ugliness fills their core,
men, you fools, oblivious,
the two-horned beast is female,
who hides behind prayers,
and kneads you like dough
with lies and twisted names,
ever ready to destroy,
pouncing on love they have not
or resouces their selfish presumption,
until the final catastrophic denouement
ruining what another woman has got.

Enkel ingeschreven gebruikers kunnen stemmen.

Totale score: 1

Uitstekend: 0 stem(men), 0%
Goed: 1 stem(men), 100%
Niet goed: 0 stem(men), 0%

totaal 1 stem(men)