I want to see you bleeding profanities
sucking cock like the little whores do
your pimp he owns you, your twisted life
a set of lies and you know it.
Well Well Well
What have we here a little angel in disguise
nobody loves you, come here my child
I will consecrate you, tear flesh from limb
its your initiation, welcome to the crew.
Sustain the leveling blows, stand up bitch
go on and carve your name into your flesh
sweet rivers of blood, a time to die
go on and cut it out, it doesn't become you.
Well Well Well
your out on the street sustaining life
scars so pretty on your nameless face
mournful eyes of black and red
bleeding from those closed orifices.
Feel your pain, nobody wants you
useless cries they don't become you
carving out your name, a bleeding heart
your flesh adores my blade.
Go on, Get out
I have no use for your broken little body
slice your wrists and take those eyes out
I abhor the sight you have, bleeding heart
sucking dick, like little whores do.
Well Well Well
crossing that bridge like a sinner
your charred bones, ashes to feed my Dahlias.
Author notes
Contest entry, kind of dark.
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Well Well Well
crossing that bridge like a sinner
your charred bones, ashes to feed my Dahlias.
jes, that last bit was awesome. it really rounded this dark piece up nicely. i really liked this one. well done. keep penning xxx
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not really an erotic write but it opens the eyes to those who get abused and it makes me think of the sex slave industry... how they use them and abuse them xx A great line at the end though
xx DD I can see why you find this hard to read now 
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ashes to feed my dahlias lol love that line........this is a dark write, it doesnt feel sexual but more dark and heartbreaking alltogether. p.s. i love dahlias hahaha
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I love dahlias and somehow I fit them in to show that even when late in blooming a flower still has a chance to shine.
This was more adult due to the content but not erotic yes you are correct.
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not erotic at all, it seems derrogatory and painful to read
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I really like this as well!!!
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Oh Icy, sorry I did not realize you had read this poem, thank you so much for stopping by and commenting on this rather adult natured piece.
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This is so heartbreaking; it hits me square in the chest. It's amazing. I know that some would consider this freakishly dark, but I think it's more like plain old life. How, in the beginning, it's like they take her in and offer her a twisted sense of safety, and then by the end, they leave her to fend for herself after they fucked her up so bad that there's no way she'll ever make it. I can actually relate to a good portion of this, without the details such as living on the streets and whatnot. Truly magnificent job on this, and I'd wish you luck, but it seems you don't need it. Great job. :]
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Thank you so much for reading this and leaving such a heartfelt comment, gosh I must have missed this comment in the screen refreshes. I will come round to read some of your poems soon too.
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lol wow I will comment on this for both contest this is freaking great I am going to add it to the finalist list in both contest. Nothing darker than killing prostitutes lol.
The Positives:
Great dark imagery it was so freaking morbid!
Room For Improvement:
Nothing I can see you did wonderful
My Favorite Part:
Well Well Well
your out on the street sustaining life
scars so pretty on your nameless face
mournful eyes of black and red
bleeding from those closed orifices.
Feel your pain, nobody wants you
useless cries they don't become you
carving out your name, a bleeding heart
your flesh adores my blade.
this part was awesome!! You are so evil lol
Overall:
I give this an 10/10 you did great. I hope to see you in my future contests thanks so much for entering.
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For once I am speechless.
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Interesting write...the imagery and feeling within is intriguing.
"your charred bones, ashes to feed my Dahlias"....
very curious, lol.
Great job!
Amy
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Thanks for the interesting comment, I like that. Actually I was thinking that charred bones would leave only ashes and those ashes could serve as Bone meal an organic fertilizer for my beautiful Dahlias that represent the beauty of a child.
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Well...I'm for it, as long as its for the interest of the children 
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I can say you took this one to the core..and to the point on the prompt well done..Your charred bones ashes to feed my Dahlias and it will ..Hugs Angel♥
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I love Dahlias and they are sometimes so beautiful that they possess a little magic of thier own and possibly the poor child so abused and left to rest beneath the eart could help such beauty to grow.
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I dont either honey.. it is a sad dark world we live in..
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Wow... so vivid
What a way to release
Well done
Thanks for the share
Darky
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