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whip it good

Started by wither-I, Apr 22, 2008, 01:54 AM

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wither-I

Whores are void of love.
Though sometimes when the weather is right and random,
and they are foreign enough to formal,
by the push for a saltless spring,
they may fall in.
Swimming that abysmal drain,
lusting now moreover,
to the longing for -in absence of...
While begging in full vent and bloom,
entrance -in- verbatim.
Softening to the fangs of their feet,
to the steeple of their breasts,
to the oily cinders of their crown.
Wetting their lips with the saps of summer,
and droughting their name in the rush for autumn,
new face awaits foul graces of former recesses.
Either way she lays,
she will be fucked.
 

"coming into the nearness of distance"

wither-I

....you must whip it.

"coming into the nearness of distance"

occipudding

whip it, whip it reeeaaal hard
machete!  meow

theshadeisatool

wither-i, you have done it again. Brilliant, flowing. Liking 'entrance -in- verbatim'. Damngood!