| Death, Sex and Violence (Darkness) |
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| Please note that some of these poems have rather violent content so I would like to warn all readers to practice discretion; especially towards those poems with an asterik. Not for the faint hearted. Language may be offensive. |
| The Wicked Won Black (words) plastic skin is draped upon the common mans face. Masturbating off of the texture, while suffocating in a concrete reality. Words create the shape; the curves of your body. Sliding up and down, down and up�slicing. Feels so good. The sodomy behind it. Feels so good. Deep down inside it. Fucking your words provided intellectual orgasms; desensitized my minds innocence. Drowning in the cuntext. Vaporized within the heat of a paragraphs womb; this wicked ones words have won over my world toxin |