Crazed2APoint ENIGMA WRAPPED IN FOOLISHNESS's blog: "Crazed Times"

Tyler Durden
I'm trapped by her pearl - and her legs are wrapped around me, music caressing our ears and it sounds like a stream. But, that's okay, 'cause that's his girl, and she don't give a crap about me. But, I'll make her toes curl, and that's actually. She liked my smile, so she gave me a whirl and that's factually. Not exactly what she found me to be - I beat her mound like a beast. And, that's life when you're a mammal. My friends call me 'Danny'... but you can call me 'Daniel.' Hungry like presa canario - I treat her like a cocker-spaniel, rippin' shit up on the animal channel, after I poured us glasses of pinot grigio and lit the candles. We danced naked, fingertips caressin' love handles - no need for lingerie or sandals. I'm takin' her birthday suit like a vandal. Thank you for your tithe. I'm glad that God gave you life, but you could never be my wife. You can play the butter. And, and I'll be the hot butter knife. It's gonna be a long night. I'll make you speak in tongues and stutter right. And, that's all this is - you're a piece of glass. And, I cut it on sight. I see through you. I feel through you, and tha's all right.

Crazed2APoint ENIGMA WRAPPED IN FOOLISHNESS
It's been a long night, lust outta sight
bodies intertwine as our skin painted by the moonlight
we damn near combusted once lust turned into friction
bodies grinding so hard it seems unreal, must be science fiction
aye girl just listen, ya hear that sub woofer bass?
our bodies move to the bass line love the look on your face
biting yo lip so hard you draw blood, i'm sick so its a turn on
don't love you, but love what you do, now it's your turn on....
top, don't like peeps all over my jock, but don't stop
screaming bloody murder caused the neighbors to call the cops
tick tock, clock ticking but for us feels like the world stopped
only thing moving is us and the sub woofer when the bass knocks
for me it's a good time, for you it might be addiction
the look on your face from the gasm looks like some affliction
and damn girl how you gonna walk with all of that twitchin?
twisting around got you caught up in a whole notha position
so we start again, kissing, bitin, lickin and nibb-a-lin
i know i'm doing somethin right when i feel your nails diggin in
good thing i'm a one woman man won't have another lady inspectin
my body for marks, its time like this when single life is a blessin
causing bodily eruptions that left some of your liquids missin
like i'm about to be now that i've completed my misson
told ya from the start if this was relations of the heart
that after the night we just had we would never be apart
but don't look at it as a goodbye i'll still see you around
never know, maybe recreate the scene, act 2 of all this goin down
but i'm not a fortune teller, i can't tell ya what's ahead for us
and i'm so sorry that you confused love and lust between us
it was only lust, and i'm sorry but for me that's never enough
love that you love it soft, love that you love it rough
love how you feel, love that when it's rough, you handle it like you tough
love how it seems like you could never get enough
but the keywords in that are that i'm done, don't like it then ''tough''
i'm tired of pretending when it comes to that i've had ''enough''
i'm sorry it couldn't work out but in this world, that's life and it's ''rough''

KILLCRAFT
Are these reflections of yur psyche?
Cause it sounds a lot like me
Brothers in illusion
A sensual collusion
The mind is first to go, and then begins the flow
a lusty, heady mix
pulled from my bag of trix
Helpless as you are, wanting to be my shining star
but the chase is my first love....

Each1Teach1
and the killer made the confession, how the chase demands attention, it plays itself and lends itself, the same as my affection..i wrestle with my inner ease, but settle for the inner beast, a tractor beam of sorts it seems,i relinquish thoughts of inner peace, replace with thoughts of demon queens, the time has come, im comin clean. ive finally found the place im from, the things ive seen, are magazines, she graced the pages magically, she lends herself to fantasy, anatomy drastically responded by simply askin me, what exactly is the filthiest of things, that youve ever seen, i replied, of 75 postions in this magazine, im currently at 63, well let me show you some things,..she pulled the strings on her top, she's tuggin, my heart popped, as the fabric hits the floor, im already at 64, she took her time to 65, im try'n arrive alive, i got 10 more commandments before we can end the night....

Crazed2APoint ENIGMA WRAPPED IN FOOLISHNESS

The way this lady is movin, hella erotic yet soothin
she knows the mag, obviously a pro at what she doin
flip the script on me, magnum to the lower anatomy
and if memory serves me correctly, this is the best...
the cure to misery, but she's becoming a riddle to me
can't figure out what page she's on
keeping up is hard when dealing with a lady lexicon
but i'm onnnn it, lovin every second of it
flippin the pages so fast that i  got a paper cut, shit!
she didn't care, took my hands and licked the fingertip
sucked on it a little bit, such a vamp, but i'm diggin it
kinda sick, but all's fair in lust and liquids
love can't exist here, but i think she's writin as we go
thought i was on page 75, but now i really don't know
emotions show, in the flow of our movements
was it the heat of the moment or the hearts involvement?
she pushed me offa her, said she had more to offer
climbed on top and instantly became my favorite author
now i can't get her off of my mind, infected my brain
read the liner notes, i was thanked for lettin her drive me insane
and i can't even complain, or look at her with disdain
for changing the book, but what the hell was her name?

Each1Teach1

awwwwwwww im shook, i swear it took, me, lemme count, 1.2.3, fuckin closest thing i can offer, she was off when i was on her, then on when i was gone, hollerin at this other jawn...lemme ramble on, so im like hey, started shootin game like an A-K, whoomp this,and whoomp that, damn the ass's fat set my 40 on it and i never got it back....like that! soooooooooo, as the story goes...its 5:45 and im on the way home, seen her standing all by herself and all alone...im like yoooooo...i think that we should bone, so you think that im a hoe? im like no, but ya dont exactly look like you got a place to go, sooooooooooooooo.......

KILLCRAFT

The darkness is my kin, the stage for mortal sin
a night of endless pleasure that only we could measure
and now I'm skinspent, wondering where my shadow went
the light has made it known, I'm once again on my own
and the reality of my mortality once again hits home
for a moment it was real, the ways she made me feel
the passion was our guide, and we poured through the turns
no thought for rhyme or reason just enjoying the ride
a modern day Bonnie and Clyde? I don't know. that's a question for the soul to decide
but the daylight beckons nearer and my thoughts turn back inside
I know no more than this, after the stitch of carnal bliss, I can still taste that kiss....