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to the higher-ups
just one more taste
I beg of you
I'd kill
for just one more taste of pussy
one more thrust into her body
one more ejaculation inside of her
you devils truly know how to fuck with emotions
or do you just fuck with the weak
I'd kill you all
for just one more taste
I beg of you
I'd kill
for just one more taste of pussy
one more thrust into her body
one more ejaculation inside of her
you devils truly know how to fuck with emotions
or do you just fuck with the weak
I'd kill you all
for just one more taste
Published 8th Feb 2010
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Anonymous
10th Feb 2010 6:13am
Crude and artless, but this bristles with deeper meaning and, of course, your usual thoughtful sentences. The reduction of all human desire to a simple need for 'pussy' is a very interesting concept, and you explore it well here, concealing the darker ideas beneath a seemingly base surface.
10th Feb 2010 6:22am
haha yeah like I say sex and death are all I think about.. killing or being killed.. fucking or suicide.. and I feel there are forces of this world or another that pull strings and make or break people and or their lives
16th Feb 2010 00:59am
This poem is a monument to Freudian repression breaking out with a vengeance. If you've never read it, I highly recommend Civilization and its Discontents.
16th Feb 2010 7:40am
