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She had on Hello Kitty ******* That I discarded to the floor I could have removed them romantically But she was just a ***** She had smaller **** than I expected When I received referral from a friend But her waist I could grab onto And oh how she could bend. I thought I might break her With every ****** of my hips But every single moan Cried more from her lips. And when the night was over With my final blow She let me explode inside Further announcing that she's a ** It wasn't until a few years later When I saw her once more That she had with her a child Once that I'd never seen before. And given by his looks His hair color and eyes That I knew he was mine Especially with the sound of her sighs. She told me she tried to tell me But I was too strung out So she never tried again Figured it'd be forgotten about. And she was right I would have never known Until I called her up for another **** Only to have my mind blown. So what do I do now? I guess it doesn't matter I'm simply just a ****** My life is all ready a tatter. I don't need a child I don't need her, as well I only need that needle So I guess I'm going to hell.
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Mar 3, 2011
Mar 3, 2011 at 6:19 AM UTC
****** Surprise"
She had on Hello Kitty ******* That I discarded to the floor I could have removed them romantically But she was just a ***** She had smaller **** than I expected When I received referral from a friend But her waist I could grab onto And oh how she could bend. I thought I might break her With every ****** of my hips But every single moan Cried more from her lips. And when the night was over With my final blow She let me explode inside Further announcing that she's a ** It wasn't until a few years later When I saw her once more That she had with her a child Once that I'd never seen before. And given by his looks His hair color and eyes That I knew he was mine Especially with the sound of her sighs. She told me she tried to tell me But I was too strung out So she never tried again Figured it'd be forgotten about. And she was right I would have never known Until I called her up for another **** Only to have my mind blown. So what do I do now? I guess it doesn't matter I'm simply just a ****** My life is all ready a tatter. I don't need a child I don't need her, as well I only need that needle So I guess I'm going to hell.
SSK<3  AKA: Valerie Garcia
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Mar 3, 2011
Mar 3, 2011 at 6:19 AM UTC
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