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Piercings

Pierced  
    Clit
               Nipples
                          Belly button  
                            Chin  
                                    Lip  
                                           Nose  
I suppose I breathe hurt through my nose  
Cries slip through my  lips  
Water drips down my chin  
While she touching my belly button  
Tongue circling my nipples  
The r&b greatest hits is recorded on my clit
 
I'm pierced with a love that's his  
These Piercings are clenching a thickness of undesired skin
How can I mend a broken mental, superficial scars,  
I clean up these holes filled with puss  
Infected with lust
 
   I see, I smell, I taste , I like I write
    a love letter on her body  
But as I script my tongue in places
                 her ink says she belongs to Rodney
I'm pierced with this pain  
I need a hobby  
Damn I'm so confused my head is throbbing
The Pussy robs me  
Stabbed me in the lobby  
Of  
lies  
I spoke  
She stroked my mind  
I smoked her subconscious through a bong
My conscious, audible voice psalms
In my palms scriptures of how this is so wrong
 
These Piercings define me  
My skin can't hide me  
I'm not healing
 these holes  
Are still open  
No signs of closing
 
Piercings  
That first pain after its done  
Flesh won  
A lil blood  
Give a lil sigh  
It's a lil tight  
It's a lil like sex on the first night
 
Piercings  
In my ears  
All I hear  
She belongs to me  
All I feel is the throbbing,  
The knot forming
 
The Piercings  
Hold me trapped  
Until I heal  
From how I feel  
A friend that kept it real  
How can I deal  
I spinned the wheel  
I gambled free  
I enticed her  
Somebody wifed her  
I liked her  
A piece of cake  
I took a slice, once maybe twice  
I know im not right
and  
In the light I'm afraid
because  
My Piercings show  
Who I am  
 
 
Copyright of Red Curtain$ 2011
Red_CurtainS
Written by Red_CurtainS (I AM A MURDEROUS PEN)
Published
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