Gambled Away AgainA Poem by Davidgeoshifting odds towards an accident inside a different kind of an accident... that might not make sense... f*****g adjectives. ((Sex without correction)) Raw;Sorry honey, I gambled all our abortion money away again. It might be bukaki time Once more I'll wash your hair after Like before It'll be sweet, like tandem skydiving Unique like that Extreme romance.... you're so f*****g pretty when you play 'unfaithful' to me I like it when you tell me when, only after I say stop... that's our secret... That we're both Evil. Like that And we smell terrific In fact We aren't afraid to stick our tongue into things And after a while like that, we became sweet, And you and I became close And what we are became more Like it didn't matter so much; and we finally saw it for what it was; the land of the bitter The field of the cowards That's when we became lions In need of no den... we knew all the savannah As our home And everything in it That stares at our reign Until we end In the fire Before the freezer That Ice Cap's Reign It's for us... the fearless cowards. Like sex in the rain.... If you can take it; It washes away; it can cum on any day © 2016 DavidgeoAuthor's Note
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