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On my knees
written by Genocide Reaper08:10 PM 11/10/04| I'm on my knees with a gallon of Gas. I'm going to be consumed in these flames. The book of Seven sins just at my feet, page of lust open wide. Iv sinned and its my time. GOD! aid my hand to the match! GOD! Raid the memory banks in my mind! I'm dreaming of fire and twisted desire, I can feel every inch of you, I can feel you dreaming of me, I feel your black soul intwined in my gray life, you are becoming my vine, so ripe, and ready for the takeing. Let me in, I need this deranged sin, I know you'll let me get away with this you must lust, love, crave, and Need me and my blood! Your body so precious can I plauge it with sweat and lust? Just so you I can earn your trust. You wouldn't fuss, you couldn't gather enough reason to do so, I'm just to get to be told to go. I'm on my knees waiting to be free you are swirling inside of me, now I need to drink some gasoline! its like a sickness inside of me, you're twisting and turning, hardening my bones and driveing inside my heart a lust that just won't stop. You tease me with your thoughts, and day dreams, I can feel your desires upon my rod. Your day dreams are real, all of the things you think and day dream I can feel, you are like a part of me! now help me get this need FREE!!!!!!!!!! God bless my hand as it travels her thighs to her chasims. I SOLD MY SOUL! LONG AGO! TO YOU! FOR THE ABILITY TO SPIRIT WALK JUST AS EASY AS I CAN TALK! My heart is pained from the strain of beating agaisnt my chest! God help me in, God help me do this little sin. I'm inside! Inside!!!!!! Just like you! |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
She knows who she is. Since she's fucking deep inside of my chest and through out my being.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Genocide Reaper (11-11-2004 - 05:54 AM)
| Viewed 26 times, yet no female made a comment, odd.. I thought I'd at least get some ridicule for my remark about tongueing some.. 'twat' Or doesn't it offend you? Or made you to horny to speak.. Who knows. |
by dacode05 (11-11-2004 - 07:02 AM)
| await my comment. You will be oh so pleased...as much as the pleasure you have planted like seeds that you must water with the hot gushing seed of your own i feel filling me full as i grasp my pillow in the dead of the night. I awake crying out your name. (await my comment my lord...by morning it shall be here) |
by dacode05 (11-12-2004 - 09:25 PM)
| in only a moment my comment will await for you in disguise of a poem |
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