Kissing his ASS Goodbye.

When I keep reprimanding
The world knows how to give its REASON-
Everything seems to be Important.

When I let you know of my actions
your hurtful words whisper
like tiny stabs of knife-
keeping me weak all the time.

Everything is useless,
hitting the air by a stone,
dancing without music,
Singing without the notes.

You are addicted by your fears,
the more you dislike the feeling
THE MORE IT BRINGS YOU TO EUPHORIA.

So now, I'll leave it all to the GOD
and just whisper my last words...

we played it fairly.

Note: Hey you, Mr. Ass. :) See you @ ...
I will always be the Queen of Spades!
Good luck!