punches.pain.ecstacy.the rip of clothes.ive had enough of these ho's.we better go though,the cops pull up and ill shout redeemed.it seems ive been in the seam of the thing you cherish most.your cherry,a ghost.lowest form of love?look above,the gentlemen prefer blondes curdled.learn the word of yours.you spoke it not me.love the double indimity.