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Dark Secret

do you have a dark secret
my darling
a terrible brain
instead of nice pussy pink
girl things
you ache for bloody insertions
cutting edges
menstrual swab mouth plug selfies
 
while you pretend all is well
loving Mother Mary
at the church with mummy
knowing
deep down inside
your a whore bitch
god dam the boys look good
 
do you have the courage
to admit it
first to your self
and then another
or shall you live
muzzled
as you finger pussy
obsessed with flying cocks
and devils teeth
pigs nuzzling mud and scum
strewn at a sex trough
 
 
you love playing with fire
hot toes and tits
oh yeah
turn up the fuckin heat
your craven desires
to be a fuck toy
and then the pleasure
brake me brake me
twisted broken
little fuck toy
 
if you could only find me
your
Lover
Linker
Licker
Sucker
Thinker
Maker
Shaker
Braker
Fucker
Burner
Cutter
Shooter
Impaler
the one who glorifies
your ass hole
insinuates kisses that tare
who adores your
midnight whimpers
howls of pleasure
cries for help
no safe words
bending bending
broken
mutilation gasms
 
you smiling
succubus
hobbling over
for another hard blow
your cunt drenched
nipples zinging
from razors play
blood red rivulets
falling on pretty feet
while good people
dream of angels
you dream of
big cocked men
and merciless gang bangs
a sweet whore of Babylon
hard justice
cruelties ecstatic
being beaten to death
by 100 buttered cocks
legs and arms piled high
and cock and cock and more cock
your holy trinity
 
no you say
there must be some mistake
thats not you
your on gods leash
burying yourself
in black rocks
crypt of normalcy
your goody goody goody
time to cinch up
veil of the nunnery
hinge on the death mask
no honey theres no gorilla
in your cave
crushing babies soul
pride will out shine all
til last bloom is no more
then learn laments fury
Written by zebrablack (Zebra Black)
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