The Pen and The Wind
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A day in the life of a TumblrNo one in particular: So, what did you do today?Me: Oh, I talked about my vagina on the internet.N.O.I.P.:Me: I was told it's supreme.... ...
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108 Cocks (Silly, but NSFW)
Oh what a trial is the sinful shaft,
The expulsion and eruption of the yang,
And the terrible yin stay... -
It’s Springtime, and I am twitterpated!
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bits and pieces
when our dreams
have all headed
south
when the memories we held tight
against our chest
only remain as tattered
remnants
when...
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The Cup I Left Behind
I became trapped in a pixilated universe—
a virtual reality, I invested in a world
of people I couldn’t see or touch, but
I...
I’m covered in scars and burns,
When they heal, new ones just take their place,
My life is a neverending void of pain,
And yet that is the only meaning I hold,
To feel pain.
Poorly made and ramshackle form,
Like a shoddy voodoo doll,
The only comfort that I offer to others,
Is one of sadism,
For I let them take their needles and daggers,
And take their frustrations out on me,
Every pain and woe they feel,
They carve it into my flesh,
Into my soul,
And when all has been worked out,
Throw me into the trash.
But it won’t be long before I’m found again,
And the ceaseless agony will begin again,
An existence dedicated solely to pain,
To be a tool for others to wreak their wraith,
And to feel nothing more than torment,
But I have a purpose,
That’s enough to go on,
A plaything of voodoo and other’s pain,
Nothing more…
