Occupational Hazards

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I want to tell you this
For a long time
We work at the same place
For two years
I know you don't like me
I don't blame you
I am a piece of shit
I know that
But my point is
You are too pretty
For this shit hole
Every women smiles to your face
But they hold grudge inside against you
All assholes want to fuck you
But they know they can not touch you
That's why they hassle you all the time
You are a rose on a dunghill
I am not different from others
I want to fuck you too
When I see your ass
When I see your boobs
Oh god
They make me so hot
I want to push you to the wall
I want to fuck you from behind like hell
But you are too delicate to touch
You deserve a better life
Than you have know
Otherwise it will be a complete waste.


Hasan Ali Tokuqin
Istanbul/Turkey

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