whimsy

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my whimsy frightens me

smash it up, break stuff
smile and destroy
have you had enough?
but i'm a good boy

make a pile, of lives and cash
set it ablaze, turn worlds to ash
where now do i turn?
with sharp mind scorned?

you, the object of my wrath
need you, we are something
leave you, when we crash
fuck you, we are nothing

my pet, you have slipped into dream
slap leather against your skin
sweat highlighting raised red sheen
betray to me every devious sin

what you want is what i take
some call it lust, some call it rape
generations of penetration leave their mark
fucking you whole, leaving being in the dark
dank cave, thick stench, rotten core
stick poking sick bloated flesh, i want more
dry flower, fallen petals
no problem, using metal

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impressiveimpressiveover 19 years ago
My, oh my!

Not whimsical AT ALL. Very intense piece. ~Imp

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