Fate

Ha! You speak that word as if...
as if my heart would flutter,
my will would simply break

Crumble neatly at your feet,
heart skipping several beats

I'd rather chew on rusted razor blades!!

Love

You, the cultured expert of seduction...
of broken promises beyond bounds,
expert lips and satin touches

Gladly will I draw delight
writhing wildly through the night

Don't fool yourself, I moan because it turns ME on.

Tired

That's right, I said tired...
Your time for redemption has passed
Don't whine, it is so annoying

You had your chance to claim your prize
You really thought I bought your lies?

I'll call you the next time my sheets are cold...