Peek-a-boo

Mon, 05/18/2015 - 15:05 -- Prisara

Peek-a-boo

Ill peek at you

Through all your pain and suffering

If it weren’t for you

I’ll make it true

The only sounds around are muffling

If the price is paid

You might be changed

But only if you deem him worthy

If the truth won’t raid

Then your life is danged

You’ll parish by gears unearthly

Just follow thee

Hell break you free

He will wait for you until the morning

He’ll bring you glee

And mounds of sheen

You might ask if you even worthy

So

Peek-a-boo

Ill peek at you

He deserve the glory  

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