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Author: Faye Coon
Fiction Rated: M - English - General/Humor - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-28-07 - Updated: 01-28-07 - Complete - id:2311585

Gone with the rain drops stopping at my cheeks

Rolling gliding down window panes dissipating

Into a box - juicy couture

Save it for your needs of sunshine abolition

Like orbs of madness lashing out on the sinning butterflies

Sucking Sucking - till you get off

V

Can’t you last the day without the needing and repeating?

Casual hating brimgs noone down

You love it too much though

V

Careless Kisses

Assimilate to break the bonds between the lines

In your imagination

Between my legs - lying between steel stair case lips

Breathe and seep into me now

Follow my spell and do tell what fantasies you see in the vibrating cunt

V

Red and black like a concubine’s shadow

Bleu and rouge like a whore’s finale

Purple sunshine unlike your mother

She sets her teeth in like I never thought I could my self

Stands for the knife and the maybe baby youth of my assertion

V

Nation of horny passives

Violent children

Fight the need, Fight the need

Do not sing songs of heavenly let downs

Cry and subside into a box - Slushy bottom crush

Like no one else ever has

Just kidding

V

If birth were something original

And I wasn’t just some person saying stuff

Than yea I would say that you were worth it too

V

All and all the monsteur is your own recollection

Of uninteresting childhood crap

Spectral vagina slimes

I’m sitting there smoking my fucking head off

And you are proving your love for me

V

In Cocaine

V

Sacrifice to a goddess – actionless meditating to the armless

Nothing deity - Goddess of Pain - What happened

I wasn't you - I couldn't say

V

Hatching without consent - Will we ban birth or slimy red milkshakes?

Let them be creamy

Let them eat cake

V

Sharon starin’ out into the world

One sighing into the haut cock she swallows with again distaste

No… with taste

He won’t get that back

Insert -

Smile -

Don’t scream, you love it too much

Finally -

An Original!


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