Vernacular homicide

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Vernacular homicide
Kill you with words
Make you feel small
Dead inside
Now you stuck
Memorized
Hoping I resurrect you
Breath life back inside
Too bad you're not a cat
Could have had nine lives
Brain dead
Right between the eyes
What words did I use to make you flatline
Nothing spectacular
Extravagant
Or superficial
Just truth
Here take a tissue
Directly from my root
Foot on the gas
High beams on
Brake line cut
Full steam ahead
Straight to your dome
In person, front and center
Again, what words did I use
Just a few
Really only two
It's over
Vernacular homicide
I will no longer cum inside
That was your last ride
Undertaker tombstone style
Recovery might take a while
Some days your chest will hurt
When you reminisce
Missing my hand go up your skirt
Longing for my voice
Wishing you were a good girl
So I didn't have to make this choice
Just saying my name
Makes your pussy moist
Craving my growl
Sensing my touch
Begging me to just spank your butt
My mind is long gone
Like a hit and run
The time spent was fun
Wasted time nonetheless
Please stop crying
You are getting snot on your dress
Your pretty face is such a mess
One last kiss goodbye
No longer standing here and watching you cry
You could have been in the passenger seat
But you rather play in the street
Now petal meets feet
My horn is broke
No beep beep
Vernacular homicide

[Tr****]

There's a long line that didn't make the time, and now they're dropping a dime and just killing my time...

[do****]

8 hours ago, TruckDrivingMan said:

There's a long line that didn't make the time, and now they're dropping a dime and just killing my time...

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