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Time Flys When You're Rough
written by SuperBob08:41 AM 8/11/04It was night when we started, and dawn when we parted
What happened along the way?
Well come sit down and listen to me say:
We started out with a plan in mind
The kind you won't ever find
You brought your whip, me my chians
And we played each other's dirty games
I worked you good, and got you hard
While you pleasured me till I saw stars
With all the tricks and cheats you used
In the end I was happily abused
It felt like knives caressing soul
As you began to fuck me slow
Then you knew when I saw silver
That you will soon make me quiver
The blades you handed over to me
I took one slash and turned to thee
So many cuts and bites and abrasions
I was surprised this was no special occasion
The cage was red from blood most crimson
As we both knelt down to stick our hands in |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
fuck it...i got too sidetracked....completely lost where i was going with it...enjoy whats there
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