The Nature of Whores

[Vermilioncore]

Here is a poem I wrote...



The Nature of Whores

It rests between their legs
A pocket of ecstasy
Time after time
Men upon men enter thee

Worthy are some
Of your fleshy cavern
The rest left stranded
Led only by lanterns

Unto the deepest rhinestone pavements
We wander until
Our withering innards give way
And spit up this taboo truth;

What some men cherish
Others envy
And envious manners persist
forevermore

Indeed we are the scorned
The unwanted forlorn mutts
Our lives, from the start,
Were unwinnable
And we shall forever remain
The unfuckable

 

[balljeet]

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[Qwernity]

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