Gaping holes for filling. Knobs for twisting. Piercing the tunnel appears the worm Probing mucus. Let the wet envelope me Let this cavern enclose me Fill me up. Games Teasers 'Appetizers" are they called? They that breed hunger For longer thicker Real. My chasm winks agin and again greedy little thing My soft tavern For you to enter leave enter exit enter Want all of you? No. Devoid of feeling. I carry their load so it seems. Lay it on me. Let MY water break. Devoid of what matters most to me What IS me... Vacuums ruled by demons Driven by their whips Too needy to care. My brain cries 'silent tears' Visible in their invisibility Can you see me? of course you can I'm so OBVIOUS... You havent been there yet,i wont let you in. First ride me. Show me your ways. Give it your all. Let me be your landlord, your whip. your chain. I know naught. Teach me. Then i'll show you MY world... Dont run. Its just blood. Just a gaping hole, gushing for you. Heal it. Heal me. Ownership rights? Lets fight them. Wrestle in wet.
Reason for writing:
i've recently started masturbating. Its not accepted in our society. ,Sex itself is taboo here.
Basically i was depressed.
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