W***e Tour (Team up attack, level 5 with Judan Fyreheart)A Poem by E.H. Monroeyup...we're all just gaping holes...As skanks sit upon lead thrones Piss stained fingernails still dripping with Of internal bleeding and acceptable Rape.
Evil throes of hair pulled fantasy. Eye lids and mouths torn as Sewage laden condoms filled with greasy left over fetus, breathing in nails and smoke.
And tampons are cemented to the inside thighs of the Saints’ infidelity. It’s not rape, it’s sex by surprise Virgin eyes and little sister watching on in horror, mouth wide and inhaling Meghan’s Law, “my turn my turn!” I call my teddy bear “scream and I’ll kill you, w***e!” Mary Jane’s dancing upon the sores, broken backs of Ben Franklins In twenty years, tattooed twenty tears and a heroin heroine in wonder Torn asunder, “Mom, you got freckles on your arm” The cycle spins and history repeated “Now dance for mom and her friends sweet pea” little one, close your eyes it will all be over in seconds 20$ and you can wipe it up with her 1st grade diploma A nation of w****s in repose Just one more trick to hack those veins with the drug © 2011 E.H. MonroeReviews
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Added on May 26, 2011Last Updated on May 26, 2011 AuthorE.H. Monroehate your f*****g guts, NJAboutS**t eating fuckbag of the crapocalypse. Dystopian Bard and general word rapist. like me here, and i'll kiss you on the face.. http://www.facebook.com/pages/EH-Monroe/226600554032025 Its here .. more..Writing
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