Her

Her Her

Status: In Progress

Genre: Poetry

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Poetry

Summary

A rhyme for thought

Summary

A rhyme for thought

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Submitted: November 14, 2018

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Content

Submitted: November 14, 2018

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Her tender skin shall be never akin.
Her pious flesh for beastality be fresh.
Her body shaped, the vulva gaped.
Her burst torn till the tears burst.
Her spirit all shattered by a foul spirit!
Her soul was maybe just hers sole.
Her heart just a playful, to be hunted, hart.
Her body now a mere bounty.
Her beauty all meddled to booty.
Her smile worthless, tears futile.
Her voice muffeled as a mere noise.
Her heart for love must've craved,
For Her mind with the beautiful scars was engraved.

 


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