Someone throw me a jackhammer because I'm about to blow a hole in this joint! Beware of angry black woman. Don't get me wrong if you play your cards right you won't get to see that side.
(*I can only speak for myself and from what I observe. This is not a generalization of a specific group of people. Thank you. Now on with it!*)
Deception runs deep....especially if you are swallowed by it. Careful young minded one before your love is throttled with. You will not begin to imagine how many snakes are lying on the ground with their deceitful slither across the playing field. Their tongues out tasting the air that you breathe, sliding up and down your legs with a shameless passion, to only fool you with their whimsical speech.
The hole I built is to throw all those f***'n snakes in it. The past gone- down, down, down, down you go and don't come back. O' AND let me not forget to throw a lighter and some patron in there to finish off the job. Oops. I heard ethanol is very flammable.
Peeling scales were overlooked and the shedding of his demise began to unravel right before your eyes. Brown eyes, blinded, due to the side effect of love. Is it love? Or is it the fear of not being loved in return...
Think twice and never second guess...once you do it's a wrap.
*This is an expression. Not to be taken literally.*
Signed Cass E.
I had originally written this 06/20/2010. It feels so good to let raw emotion out. Oh yeah!
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