Crazy Eight


Hastings Whore - Poem by Crazy Eight

Just another Hastings whore - A girl in search of so much more
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who can't endure
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who lives impure
Just another Hastings whore...

Tattered and torn
Wasted and worn
She was descenting deep inside
Void virtue
Black and blue
Were the marks she tried to hide

Cryptic contes that she kept
So deep, that it burned when she wept
I remember her so opulent but so inept
When we met, when we met

Just another Hastings whore - A girl in search of so much more
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who can't endure
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who lives impure
Just another Hastings whore...

Just another Hastings whore - A girl in search of so much more
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who can't endure
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who lives impure
Just another Hastings whore - SHEISTHEGIRLTHATIADORE

She doesn't who to be
As she is so far from home
She's lost all serenity
There's still some truth when she bemoans!

Tattered and torn
Wasted and worn
She was descenting deep inside
Void virtue
Black and blue
Were the marks she tried to hide

Just another Hastings whore - A girl in search of so much more
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who can't endure
Just another Hastings whore - Just another girl who lives impure
Just another Hastings whore - SHEISTHEGIRLTHATIADORE


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 14, 2006



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