Whipped and BeatenA Poem by InyourshadowIf music be the food of love, Lay on...I whipped you I beat you you never complained... As slow I savour your form your flesh, with eyes and eagerness of tongue. A taste of Heaven found in farmyard filth... © 2011 InyourshadowAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on August 26, 2011 Last Updated on August 26, 2011 AuthorInyourshadowUnited KingdomAboutI am trying to broaden my abilities as a writer, hoping to learn new styles and ways to express myself. I am married with 4 kids and a beautiful grandson, plus my two wonderful yorkshire terriers T.. more..Writing
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