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Just A Moment.
"Honey could you...
Open up your hate,
Let me step inside
your bloody maw,
silently making
gurgling nothings,
Blowing bloody bubbles,
Dribbling down
your slit throat,
Let me suck your sin,
Let me finger-paint
your confessions
across my chest,
Incisors ripping
your tender womanhood,
Birthing my hunger,
Dripping as I smile,
Dancing flickers of life,
fade behind your eyes,
Licking the dying flames,
of your dwindling
consciousness, yes,
Open up your hate,
While I masturbate,
with your red lube
congealing in my fist.
pass the butter"...
(C)Tony B. 7/16/17.
Open up your hate,
Let me step inside
your bloody maw,
silently making
gurgling nothings,
Blowing bloody bubbles,
Dribbling down
your slit throat,
Let me suck your sin,
Let me finger-paint
your confessions
across my chest,
Incisors ripping
your tender womanhood,
Birthing my hunger,
Dripping as I smile,
Dancing flickers of life,
fade behind your eyes,
Licking the dying flames,
of your dwindling
consciousness, yes,
Open up your hate,
While I masturbate,
with your red lube
congealing in my fist.
pass the butter"...
(C)Tony B. 7/16/17.
Published 16th Jul 2017
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