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The Noise of Civilization

I licked the dead whore's tits
Then I took her
So hard I could hear her backbone groan
Begging me for more
She had me wrapped, packed, sacked
With her soft skin
Scrubbing hard against the wooden floor
In perfect rhythm
She saw the deep cuts in my soul
Which she traced down
Her soft eyes filled with seduction
Till I kissed goodbye

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  • j-ay rose
    September 25, 2005
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    Scandum, scandum, scandum.... You and your poetries, taken at face value... ^__^ *amused* I think I have read this one before tho’... A few times even... You’re such a vulgar boy. ^__^;;;; Tell me, just what does a groaning backbone sound like?