female fury
female fury listen on youtube or here Thirst Thirst demanded more than words it needed grooving fingers to soothe the itch Decibels fluctuated Between politically correct and her newfound soft rage so what's on her mind? I filter pulp fiction from letters and her innuendos from the core, I measure past, present and I see She used to be so sane = sanitized words layered with dirty thoughts stacked it filters out through heated bed sheets How much was swept away? Look where all these innuendos got us we used to be so sane. = she holds the beast inside, angry, it keeps me edgy. for a moment it faded away when I turned my face the confusion sets in; glancing back, Disarming my intentions, falling to the floor, brittle Forming a mosaic of her obeying to serve her uncovering the soft colors of my greed. = in her female fury a royal flush, Queen of Hearts, everybody gets stabbed, stomp the guess out of me I'll be at fault; I'll take the fall the wisdom of trauma is invaluable....