07-06-2013, 08:45 AM
It's terrible. The Itch.
So hard to ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore .
Emanates from my core.
Spreads through my chest
and down my arms.
Till my finger tips.
I fight it. The Itch.
So hard to resist.
Resist.
Resist.
Resist .
Resist I must.
With such weapons
as Will and Power.
Till I am spent.
I indulge a bit. The Itch.
So pleasurable to rub.
Rub.
Rub.
Rub .
Just a little bit.
Against good conscience
and better judgement.
For a tiny little scratch.
It's raging now. The Itch.
So great to scratch.
Scratch.
Scratch.
Scratch.
Bring it on!
Glorious battle with
me and the itch.
Till kingdom come.
All bloodied now. The Itch.
So wasted and sick.
Sick
Sick
Sick
I care not now.
The party goes on
and on and on.
Till tomorrow never comes.
It won. The Itch.
So bruised and guilty.
Guilt.
Guilt.
Guilt.
Never will I indulge.
Will never let this itch
make me its bitch.
Till forever and after.
It's terrible. The Itch.
So hard to ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore .
Emanates from my core.
Spreads through my chest
and down my arms.
Till my finger tips.
-- Bluebird
So hard to ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore .
Emanates from my core.
Spreads through my chest
and down my arms.
Till my finger tips.
I fight it. The Itch.
So hard to resist.
Resist.
Resist.
Resist .
Resist I must.
With such weapons
as Will and Power.
Till I am spent.
I indulge a bit. The Itch.
So pleasurable to rub.
Rub.
Rub.
Rub .
Just a little bit.
Against good conscience
and better judgement.
For a tiny little scratch.
It's raging now. The Itch.
So great to scratch.
Scratch.
Scratch.
Scratch.
Bring it on!
Glorious battle with
me and the itch.
Till kingdom come.
All bloodied now. The Itch.
So wasted and sick.
Sick
Sick
Sick
I care not now.
The party goes on
and on and on.
Till tomorrow never comes.
It won. The Itch.
So bruised and guilty.
Guilt.
Guilt.
Guilt.
Never will I indulge.
Will never let this itch
make me its bitch.
Till forever and after.
It's terrible. The Itch.
So hard to ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore.
Ignore .
Emanates from my core.
Spreads through my chest
and down my arms.
Till my finger tips.
-- Bluebird

