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game
I could cum in her cunt a thousand times
and leave her still not filled
and me not be fulfilled
it's a game of torture
but what herein this life is not(?)
and leave her still not filled
and me not be fulfilled
it's a game of torture
but what herein this life is not(?)
Published 6th Sep 2010
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6th Sep 2010 9:14am
like if the most satisfying experience we can imagine can't even satisfy us completely, then what?
7th Sep 2010 00:01am
7th Sep 2010 6:27pm
This reminds me of Henry Miller's writing...harsh reality spun into the most striking words. It's bitter.
8th Sep 2010 2:22am
cum is bitter? heh.. bitter/sweet we'll call the poem.. because it's still sweet to cum a thousand times.. and bitter that it still fills no holes in the end.. at least not entirely
