Mar 19
Burning desire for a flesh
Tear it apart,
Pound them hard;
Nether are screaming—
Another angel to consume!
The master is not in my skull
It is inside my pants.
Tear it apart,
Pound them hard;
Nether are screaming—
Another angel to consume!
The master is not in my skull
It is inside my pants.
one of the poems I made last year.
