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Tainted Candy
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I knew I was horny
though I didn't know I was so dumb
the red flags were there
but discolored by loads of cum
from the very start
'til the very end
she was all about the sex
so I tolerated the pettiness
listened to the lies and denials
dealt with all the irrationality
but the biggest warning...
she threatened her father's fame
so her dad disowned her
soon after, mom did too
then the siblings followed suit
I ignored all the warning signs
'cause I was just a horny moron
she had special sexual talents
quite the little kegeler
plus, she had industrial wet-vac abilities
all of which put me in a moronic state of bliss
I thought of her as pornographic candy
packaged in an appealing, revealing wrapper
exposing a peak of her treats
some held a moist, smooth and silky center
sometimes cream filled
every time I opened her up
mounds of joy just spilled right out
all covered in a sweet, sticky, delicious filth
and she just loved to serve her samples!
I took many nibbles of those lovely bits
but those morsels left an indescribable aftertaste
best described as shit, scorpions and the plague
my brain became number by the day
so my ignorant libido let her drain me
she just kept suckin' and suckin'
siphoning out my semen, sense and sanity
obtaining her most desired choice of nutrition
digesting all my trust, sins, faults and history
sustaining her with security and ammunition
but bloating her with a distorted reality
this poem was written as an act of contrition
blessing away my misery, stupidity and the perversity
Published 4th Feb 2014
| Edited 7th Sep 2015
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4th Feb 2014 7:20pm
Another psycho slut, Mike?! Haven't you learned yet?! But anyway, I love this write! You let it all out, so I guess you're absolved!
It's a rewrite that's been in my drafts for almost two years. Due to my inexperience with using social media, I didn't realize just how full of shit people are when they're on the web. So I wasn't too cautious when I dated women who I met online...but this one certainly taught me a lesson that I needed!
Hmm...so, I'm thinking maybe you should date more psycho sluts...because I love the bitter taste they leave in your poems!
Ha fuckin' ha, Lucid. But I think I'm better off steering clear of psycho sluts. I'm gonna miss the sex though...'cause psycho slut sex is the best!
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4th Feb 2014 8:49pm
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4th Feb 2014 8:56pm
Thank you... I appreciate that you took the time to leave such an encouraging comment!
5th Feb 2014 6:59pm
Been in the same kind of situation,it's hard to break free when your bodies have such raw chemistry..You tend to put all the other "stuff" on the back burner and selfishly just think of your intense needs and wants cause when you have to feel, you want only this.. another addiction,that controls you,but no rehab for this ..
Thanks for your input! And yeah, you are sooo right... which would mean that you are a little too familiar with the insanity of addiction. Sucks, don't it? After I kicked decades of drug addiction...I guess I used sex for awhile after to fill the void the drugs once did. But, I have managed to stay away from situations that might lead to promiscuous behavior for quite some time now...knock on wood
6th Feb 2014 7:29pm
Awesome work, Mike! I remember when you first wrote this; it was the first poem of yours that I read. And you've had me hooked ever since! No one writes like you, luv!
6th Feb 2014 7:41pm
Blondie...as usual, you are way too kind to me! But, where the hell have you been?! I have been missing our little 'chats'...or should I say therapy sessions...anyway, check your inbox babe.
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