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Milk and Honey
Caught up in a drunken facade
Dazed and drowsy, obnoxious and rowdy.
Grabbing my arm barbarously and pulling me closer, anxiously.
and I'm no longer having fun.
Disoriented I cant find the simple word, "No."
Pushing me down with corrupt hands, I lost my chance to run.
Undressing and teasing, this moment drags on tauntingly slow.
and with one hard thrust I've lost my honey glow.
Dazed and drowsy, obnoxious and rowdy.
Grabbing my arm barbarously and pulling me closer, anxiously.
and I'm no longer having fun.
Disoriented I cant find the simple word, "No."
Pushing me down with corrupt hands, I lost my chance to run.
Undressing and teasing, this moment drags on tauntingly slow.
and with one hard thrust I've lost my honey glow.
Published 28th May 2011
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28th May 2011 9:37am
you paint a dark picture here,which is fitting considering its in the dark poems slot.
the eight lines could have five hundred words for the story that they tell.
its really good.
the eight lines could have five hundred words for the story that they tell.
its really good.
28th May 2011 10:24am
11th Jun 2011 2:31am
