Gleaming.
Sparking white. A pearl among the dirt.
Twirling gracefully yet remaining still.
Complacent.
But also, dominant. You rule my life with an iron fist.
Guide my every movement.
You force your way into my thoughts.
Even if I'd rather not think about you.
You drown out my thirst. You empty me completely.
You are the enemy and yet, my biggest support.
I love you. I hate you. And yet you are always near.
You chose me.
I chose you.
Forever.
Author notes
taking potty humor to an all new level. Ballad of the Porcelain Throne #2.
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Oh yes and claps!
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This is the most poetic description of a toliet that I've ever read. Toliet humour has officially been taken to a new level. All hail the Queen of the Throne 
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hehe. Thanks. Just something fun to break up the monotony of my daily life.
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Amusing. Tres amusing. Very subtle.
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Hehe. Thanks. I did another one a long time ago called I Am Full. I don't know why, but I just get a kick out of writing like that.
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