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July 8, 2009

Gasp! You can't say that!!!

Dinosaur Blood

She was meant to last
Crucial moment in time she surpassed
It cannot taste no worse
Dinosaur blood quench the thirst
Fever risen to temps hotter than volcanos
Passion drives and a whole new lows
climax high; faster faster
Dinosaur blood not a minute after
No more fucking relaxation
Doing this myself lubricated munipulation
Banging the streets making concrete feet
Making you fear this master of deceit
Think I'm spitting rhyme but it's evidently clear
It's stupendous shots spearheaded in your ear
Reckless actions torn from the mother
Dinosaur blood is your pain from another
No it won't stop because its strength she desires
More and more hate keeps taking her higher
You watching her and she's watching me
Until extinction comes; what will be WILL BE!

Her Alter Ego.. She can get pretty nasty!



With effort they are good liars
Some pack it up and give it to my suppliers
Could you tell me that I'm not thee elite?
And I could tell you it's too good to be seen
But I beg to differ
Just allow me your time and I'll break the Richter
Or better yet tempt me to see what kind of prose you get
Your times a virtue but I'm already set
That's just the purpose behind my madness or free verse as you call it
Given fancy titles and get it twisted like an alcoholic
Or just as dysfunctional as a dynasty
Or an empresses here to ravish the masses
Because no work of art comes without lashes
Turning the tables of the clinically insane
So I suffer so elegantly that you don't know what to say
Straight sending me text's with your blessings
But simply there’s no meaning in your message
And there's nothing more that I can do
But be a heartless bitch that has had more of a bad story or two
Then wrote a killer passage for you to construe
Like the words are in a bottle with a hidden lesson
And I'm always ready for a battle
Picture me by the sidelines with my horse, pads and saddle!

Zanade