Sunday, 30 July 2017

The vagina

My vagina tastes like tears
Lick it
And smell the fear 
Hit it
And hear it tear
Use it
And watch it weep
Love it 
And watch it leak
Hug it 
And see it crawl
Pinch it
And taste it's call
Hate it
And hear it sigh
Leave it 

And feel it's cry

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