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Beatdown
I grip her skull and smash
Crushing her into the bricks
Sanguine and rusty red
Make for an intriguing mix
Hazel eyes roll back in agony
Her stomach meets my Converse
I spit in her bloodied face
Seething strings of curses
Vengeful spite burning within
Laughing at her pleading misery
Heartlessly delivering blows
She is filthy scum to me
Oh, what a fantasy this is
Crushing her into the bricks
Sanguine and rusty red
Make for an intriguing mix
Hazel eyes roll back in agony
Her stomach meets my Converse
I spit in her bloodied face
Seething strings of curses
Vengeful spite burning within
Laughing at her pleading misery
Heartlessly delivering blows
She is filthy scum to me
Oh, what a fantasy this is
Published 14th Mar 2014
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14th Mar 2014 9:50pm
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16th Mar 2014 5:43am
.....but.....but..., you seem so innocent and sweet! lollol....
I could see and feel that azz whooping... :)
I could see and feel that azz whooping... :)
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