Monday, June 29, 2009

King - No matter if you resist


Feinin-Hermes back to where I began

These are days to forget, I changing back so the Cinderella story can close a chapter on me. I know never to believe what is handed to you. I know the fact that things are just universal, they belong to dreamers whose idea of respect lies on the surface of their skin. This teaches me never to fumble over artificial work. I don't resemble anything here but a moment. Never tell what art can bring. Don't despair over a future if all it is are things. I can't lie, my nose bleeds, my hand shakes as before, I don't know who we are, I return not in whole but fragmented. When you think, I'm behind, in front and at the side of you, always.....

Rise 'n' Shine it ain't your time


Feinin-Hermes - Wake up, stay alert

So there, you got to make up and kiss for what you did last night. That's a whole lot of shit posing dead in your garden. But I can empathize because it freaking true. So you're back, I know everything about you, your ventures in the afterlife, on earth as in heaven shit. Love, that ain't it, money, sweet as it comes baby, self worth, only if you stop and tell us what matters, We have the all the goods on you, Baby, Schiller ain't causing you pain. Its death working a stick at you back, poking your heart, saying you love what you already know, Fame, ha, literature, well good, money, power, rent me another, shit he's too fearful of his words.

No, I remember something else, I saw in his eyes. He's different, reckless with his mind, he can't think beyond reality. He's too hurt at the moment..... Wake up, stay alert, rise 'n' shine it ain't your time

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Time for KFC baby


Feinin-Hermes

I ain't dreaming soldier, I'm smelling it from here, sweet non-smudged greenbacks. My hoes are off tonight, I have you all to myself. Dingo dog's tail ain't a bob, so lie back a enjoy a finger licking good Colonel Sanders Kentucky fry. I like legs and thighs.


Feinin-Hermes

Hoe, can't you tell I'm busy, ain't you ashamed of wasting my time when I could be making some dough. My Cadillac better no smell of your snatch, you ain't better not damped my white leathers with you day old pa-fume. Bitch, don't go doing a Mariah Carey on me, I can't take another skank crawling for my attention.


Feinin-Hermes

I'm shitting golden bricks brother, soon it will be over and I'll have to fly over to met you pretty soon. I've got it all packed babe. You'll not going to regret it this time, I'll see to that tune. This summer is going to be hot with me wishing for more. I can't take you where I going, It far beyond your mind. You'll just have to sit by the phone...... I'll get back to you....

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Hey hoe.... hoochie mama - Erotic Art continues


Dolce & Gabbana - Feinin Hermes

Damn hoe, you standing between what I like. Money, liqueur, pleasure. You got it made hustler, trick me another Hennessy, Richard Hennessy two hundred year old before I change my mind and ups the price. You can't get this piece without some reservations, without some dues paid to cap my table.

Persian carpets, wristwatches, carrot stud earrings, A Koons, a Warhol, a Clemente. A mink - fresh kill. A stable stocked with a few Grey thoroughbreds. Let Madonna groom them since she's so into projecting wealth way passed my time, Baby, Yes, I want the mansion in the woods, and like nothing else but a few made in China Hummer Cadillac pimp cars to flash by my neighbours, oh, a half a mile away. its all worth it, the business of love to keep me all to you.

I want it all Baby, I want it all fast, so climb on top and fidget over who has the right to enter. Find your way. Test its strength and roll me in a dough of the green kind. Then F. U. C. K. M. Y. A. S. S. G. O. O. D. spot.

I know you can top me like before, I know by your experience that you are not shy, you like to play the game, I see your hands coming over me, wrapping over and suffocating me slowly as you lust over my body. Hoe, you better not stop for a rest, I'm already in heat. So force every ounce of it from the core, pushing it in far, deep, deep inside of me where I am paralyzed, receiving what God says is wrong. Wasting the seed once again over the pleasures of the flesh and not of
Him........creator of the Heavens and Earth......

Monday, June 15, 2009

Beckham I've captured - Beckham I'll be


Feinin - Hermes

I get it now, the whole damn thing. It not about love, its about fucking with it. I like its heaviness, I like its camaraderie, its risky business of selling goods. Shit he's good, he believes in the gift of taking, but giving back. Nice package, clean pecks. I don't see it with me, but I'm getting there. Pretty soon I'm sure.


Feinin - Hermes

You can't stand it to see me this way. I shocking some common sense into myself. Don't move, I ready, can you see. David, I know you to be a fine specimen. I can count on your future. Briton, Her Majesty the Queen. I like her too, she a spiting image of my mother. No lie, cross my heart, hope to die


Feinin - Hermes

What a waste, I just lying there wondering about you my dear, I washed it in bleach to get out the stains. It slips sometimes, it finds it niche tucked over but springs back unexpectedly. Don't you hate that? Its sleeping at this time, I did not torture it for the self satisfaction to please you

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Silence - Suffer no more

Where I layth shall you remember me


Never trust anyone to do good. As far as I have remembered, don't get caught in the game, fast balls, quick runs, boundaries of sixes and fours. Still, I can't uncover my emotions, I've dug over the hole twice in my life. I am remembering the fond times, but I think it was not enough for me.


So I have to bring myself to begin a life more important to you. I can't stop because I have forgotten how to live. Alone, fearful, shame, diseased. You've caught me at a time where I would like to believe God, his presence is in me. Well, I can't say when, but I can't forgive him for not telling me his life, he dreams and hopes.


listen, I am shy at this, I can't just say what I really want from you. I've had my share of hard times, doubtful wishes to go something better with my life. My story is older than time recorded, I can't alway say the good things because without doubt life is no worth living.

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