![]() My Bloody valentineA Poem by Airila
I stand over you my bloody valentine
Watching your final moments With my glass in hand, stare into your eyes And cut a clown's smile Yes you've done me wrong my bloody valentine And now you pay the ultimate price I'm not the vengeful type you see But you've crossed the line when you crossed me So a deadly blow to the head my bloody valentine I keep hitting and hitting and hitting Now you've broken my bottle of wine Now its time to penetrate You once confessed to me your desire of anal sex my bloody valentine Of course I wasn't one to oblige But in the hour of your death, a blunt object you may feel This was your desire...wishes of sodomy you said I wish to dismember you my bloody valentine Torture you slowly as to relieve my stress As you painfully make your way towards your death A cynical smile crosses my lips I want you to suffer my bloody valentine I want to watch you beg me to spare you I love the sight of your blood all over me Oh is this such a turn on I give you one last chance to feel me my bloody valentine That is if your fingers can reach As a parting gift to you To feel my juices flowing...not because of your touch But because dismembering you makes me so f*****g horny. Happy Valentine's Day © 2010 Airila |
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Added on February 13, 2010 Last Updated on February 13, 2010 Author![]() AirilaKingston, JamaicaAboutWhat is there really to say about me? I don't believe in confirmation to society's norms. You are who you choose to be. Me? I'm the passionately passionate object of your passion. I am who you think y.. more..Writing
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