Love Wasn't the Mission
By: Cry
"Doing a thing well is often a waste of time." - Robert Byrne
With his frame on hers, leaning in to say it once,
screaming "I love you" to her in a crimson lake of blood,
unmoving, because of the way each break was done
when he threw her down; scratched her face to dust,
and even more in reverse, her waist is touched,
but just as seductive - she takes his gun,
escaping lust, while feet bind up to floor -
and that's when he did line one through four..
"Baby, I want you more.. a man with power is sexy!
lets kill that bastard, he's so sour with envy..
give me flowers with every passing day of the week,
and I'll let you fuck me, we'll never stay on our feet."
is what she'd say on the street, just moments before,
and this is the crap that had him gropin' the whore..
exploding in form from the previous carchase,
he shot a cop, like her hands; immediate heart-race!
heavy beating, it starts plain, he gets away in a flash,
but it doesn't take long for cars to stray at his back,
lights spin and attack.. he slams into a cruiser,
one hit and it's smashed, semi tips but he's through first,
its chains snap and do worse, the fall is comin' -
huge logs pile off.. killing all but one pig,
a rookie, the dumb kid, he tries to dodge it but can't,
the assailant leans out and fights him off with one blast..
stops it all just like that, Bonnie n' Clyde on the run,
'til the beginning of the story, where she dies in her blood.
But..
before the chase, and pickin' her up from the cop-shop,
the man was with his brother, getting orders to lop off
any head in his way.. when he helps her escape!
then he'd be rewarded, which would help for his place..
so.. hell for some grace, that's how it looked to begin with,
and he killed half the force, making good of the dimwits..
a little wood with some finish, bugs repelled and stopped now,
as pristine skill's helped him unlock her cell and walk out.
So..
last but not least, we'll end with the start of the story,
the man had his talents.. but his heart was informing -
him that he must part with the boring, make use of life soon,
because as it all goes.. it takes two to find you,
so rewind to verse two if you're looking for what is..
"lets kill that bastard" - otherwise her husband,
his brother's fucked test.. one for allegiance to family,
telling her to kiss our guy just to see if he's grabby..
then lastly.. once he kissed or grabbed back -
she was to take his gun, shoot him in the back, and..
with his frame on hers, leaning in to say it once,
screaming "I love you" to her in a crimson lake of blood,
unmoving, because of the way each break was done
when he threw her down; scratched her face to dust,
and even more in reverse, her waist is touched,
but just as seductive - she takes his gun,
escaping lust, while feet bind up to floor -
and that's when he did line one through four..
peace..