She's a bitch...
She called me last night as I was drunken by my dreams to tell me how much she missed me and wanted to see me and how wrong it was of me to leave her stranded there with some stranger. She confronted me about the break up and the arguments, but she never once said anything about the last time we kissed. Lady K was her name and she had the essence of an Egyptian queen. Slick, swift, and agile, she was. She had a way with words that not even the dictionary could comprehend. Her name was Lady K and she stuck to it. It was hard leaving her because, she made it seem as if we had something going right. She stood by myself when I needed her and stood out of my way when not. She was bold and green in disguise. The break up was horrible. We yelled and cried. We even held each other in the warmth of our arms. Then she whispered in my ear, “I will come back for you when you least need me the most”.Lady K is back, and heavier than before. Her waistline is growing slightly and her mind is ten times her weight. She’s back to come knock me to the floor and steal my soul. Her name is Lady K a.k.a Karma and word on the street is she’s a bitch.
Nalij

1 Comments:
LOL...Thats a nice illustration for Lady K. Hmmm always around yah, just keep in mind she never leaves!!!
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