Ammonia is slowly burning,
Eating away at her feet.
You can hear her stomach churning,
While she takes in her defeat.
Wrists already blistered and bleeding;
Glassy eyes, rolling in realization.
She's learned to save her pleading;
Stop feeding my temptation.
Left in her own piss and shit,
The stench says she's not just any whore,
(Too bad she's missing her clit).
Silently, I'm begging for more.
One by one her fingers fall, followed by her tits.
She cries ever louder with all the following hits.
Then all you hear; me screaming "I told you payback was a bitch".
Author notes
The saddest part about this is, if it wasn't illegal it'd be true.
Written June 18th, 2006
A contest entry
- Gorey by Damnednforgotten.
700 points, ended June 19, 2006, 4 entries
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evocative and brilliant!!!
Lil Sis
this is one hell of a good write.I like the flow and the unforced rhyme lends a neat touch.also you have a unique choice of words which create very sharp piercing images.you really did good-am quite proud of you.
Big Bro. -
This is sick... and just perfect! I love the close. Good Luck!!
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