Lucious lashes, lips, and red gashes,
what loath hath bequeathed this uncherished slut.
what marks of rigid lust have left her for dead.
her fate set in her own unbecoming hands,
her death brought on by a psychopathic man.
Tradgic whore,
what secrets you bore.
Forever to your grave.
A contest entry
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This is neatly penned, tho I feel the theme has the potential to go deeper and be fleshed out more. Thank you for entering and good luck
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Interesting write to say the least. Few short words that say alot, however I feel that it would have made more impact being longer and more detailed.
**Ktulu Blackwolfe** -
Wow...
I like the parody thingy going on here...
And I like that you write about reality.
Wow.. gruesome. It works. -
Dang baby.. nice. I love that luscious lashes, lips and red gashes part especially. Me likeyyy
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VERY GREAT poem. powerful and i understand what you were talking about. it was short but got to the point. thank you gor entering and best of luck
oh and here is an applaud
much love, stephanie anne
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