3. Fairytale of a Black Cinderella

I fucked her senseless in her luscious arse
I locked her in the basement with her gasp
She - no respect for me, evil they come
Tried, hiding in the corner shameful bore her with the
Lack of faith in pleading, bleeding, needing wet as they come
Destructive emotions red wine potions
Horror
Watch her song die
Women are sadness
I like to
Watch her patience too
Don't want to take her home
Living with depression been so long I can't remember Betty
Treating her unkind is wrong but no-one told me otherwise
Her mouth is always open
Helps me grope 'em and relieve I hope her cheeks are full of blood the kind you rub
It makes me lubricative
Lonely Blue Boy