The Strangled Eyes Of Death

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The strangled eyes of death are upon us
Darlin,
as we lay here in this filthy bed
at this bottom hour
the smells of cheap sex
and cigarette smoke
Filling our nostrils like a wonderful drug
a slow dull fog that makes us fat
and lazy
Did you feel the chill?
Friend death is looking down
checking out your breasts and ass
my cock
taking inventory
I suppose
working us over with
Rapists’ eyes
as the sun comes up
in the window
He is drawn to this
lust and greed
young beauties rutting like pigs
fucking like dogs
all the screaming and groaning
the sweat and pleasure
rather like a suicide
I would think.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
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damn! potent.

I would work on the cheap sex and cigarette smoke. Too easy. Killer ending

sealace

My Erotic TrailMy Erotic Trailalmost 18 years ago
thanks for the read

I enjoyed your poetic pen. (~_~)

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