99 bottles of beer on the floor,
99 reasons I can't fuck with you,
99 beds I've been in,
99 reasons why I hate you,
Hands on like an Afghan rug.
I'm getting off, I'm no Jango.
Bodies never expire when injected with chemicals.
99 reasons you hate me.
99 reasons you think you'll face me.
I have some whisky in going to pour up.
Never sniffed that Caucasian.
99 bottles of beer on the wall.
99 problems just like Jay-Z.
Yet I have 100 things to still tell you.
YOU ARE READING
Breathless Thoughts
Poetry!Pure thoughts written on a whim. Yes this is unedited, what came out is what did. If it doesn't make sense, deal with it till I feel like editing! I write to remember, and to help me forget. My words always end up hurting me. I constantly make myse...
