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Vasoline
written by Genocide Reaper11:00 PM 8/30/04| A night as cold as this, brings us into a kiss, I'll get the vasoline, and soon, for the rest of the night, your soul and mine with intwine. A fright as I enter like a hardend fist, straight into you, something, a virginity I will miss, I wish I could take it again, I'll reach for the Vasoline, and in the morning your ass will feel like its been doused in gasoline, I'd kill, to feel it again!. I'll kill to keep it harbored, to keep it Forbidden to anyone else. Your breaking will be my begining, our sodomizing sinning will be a Fulfulling ordeal, its like my appetite for sexual Kink is like steel, unbending. Winding the curtains, as I reach for the tub, I can't go it along dry, otherwise you'll wish you were high, the burning friction would be un bareible, So, let me in so I may become Comfortible. Yeah, here comes the Rodding, too wash away the Vail of Virginity, well, Here comes the Urges, to push through the wall of My naked Vessle, soon you'll be laid out, feeling all the time out, Next will be my mind out, of the way! Yeah, here comes the tension to push inside and away from my mind. Well its about time to Make you mine! Sodomy is a sin, so let me in, I can't stand this much longer, those walls are much to thin, here comes the Rod, to bring you down to those delicate knees and make you scream God. Forbid me to enter, I'll just fuck your ass and Linger, let me slip my finger in so I can prove Sodomy is a Sin. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Eh, seen a Tube of Vasoline, and it brought back some memories of me and a Woman.. Oh, so smooth and tight.
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