Michael sucks

MICHAEL SUCKS

But he also bites
Sometimes he just cant fight

But he likes to lick
After the one flick
Of his menthol cigarette

Michael nibbles
Under the hot breath of the sun

But he likes to hold
And he likes to kiss
But now that he's gone
I feel like shit.

Oh how i miss
How we used to play
How it would be just like any other day
How I miss the soft curve of your lips.

I miss the way your eyes are golden in the sun
I miss when we were one.

I miss you
But you are gone.

Michael Sucks
And so does love