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fuck toy iv
I swallowed your blood
and the ceremony was more divine than
the birth of that pre-condemned God-child
we danced the dance of broken hymen and spilled milk
I corrupted you entirely in a single night
30 minutes after we met for the first time
are you an angel?
or another hallucination?
(or are they the same thing?)
and the ceremony was more divine than
the birth of that pre-condemned God-child
we danced the dance of broken hymen and spilled milk
I corrupted you entirely in a single night
30 minutes after we met for the first time
are you an angel?
or another hallucination?
(or are they the same thing?)
Published 15th Jan 2011
| Edited 28th Jan 2011
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Anonymous
15th Jan 2011 5:51pm
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15th Jan 2011 6:06pm
Just realised why I like that last verse so much: it's like a little microcosm of life...the way you were talking to me last week about recognising reality from a dream is summed up perfectly in that last line.
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15th Jan 2011 6:34pm
life is just a dream within a dream right? I'm glad you like the poem and esp that last line.. i'm kind of fond of the second stanza myself... though the last one does rap it up all quite nicely doesnt it....... <3
16th Jan 2011 7:05am
I'm not normally a fan of shorter poems, but your first stanza grabbed me. Love this.
27th Jan 2011 4:12pm
This feels like a memory of a spiritual sexual experience. Very interesting, I like it.
