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Man or Bear Man or bear The choice was unfair Both would **** with thrill And yet the woman chose the bear For she would rather be killed swift Then be considered a gorgeous “gift” The cub tried to hide it but there was no denying he was a bear Forced to tear apart the very cage that bared his air Leaving too many in despair just because he was a bear He was a murderer they said He could prove them wrong but instead He would show them Without him they would all be dead For his feeble and evil had been left to severance As his eyes filled with Malevolence Good and bad needed a balance But he couldn’t resist the urge of malice As it built its empire Destroying anything in its way Any palace Any life With his teeth a knife Mordantly destroying the harmony As the people left his magic land To the hand of a brand That held all command But killing the one who was billing Would only leave the forest frozen and chilling So against his willing He decided it was a better time than ever To flip his coin in the well And stop these demons from hell And so he began his plan to welcome every wonderful woman and destroy every morbid man The “man” was no man but rather a boy For he only saw a woman as a toy A person to employ Fill and exceed his greed In a way that could only be done by a woman or **** For he was a **** Addicted to a terrible drug That left him feeling smug As he trapped the woman in a “hug” She hoped to erase the embrace Just like every memory she erratically escaped Her very thoughts began to run As he laughed “You used to be so much fun” But now she was done Her blind bolt to break out Left her throat in a draught Like her eyes glistened and imprisoned He was bloodthirsty Freed of all compassion and all mercy So he hit and hit Until her soul began to split Because Manslaughter was only the first of many crimes he would commit When they found her she bruised and bloodied She was beaten It was barbaric But everyone said she was “lucky” Not to be eaten Every mark was so thoughtless His mind needed to be studied To stop these deadly deeds He was all over the news While no one would even notice her “natural” bruise For she was broken Her life was a story But it was never written never spoken
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 3:09 PM UTC
Man or Bear
Man or Bear Man or bear The choice was unfair Both would **** with thrill And yet the woman chose the bear For she would rather be killed swift Then be considered a gorgeous “gift” The cub tried to hide it but there was no denying he was a bear Forced to tear apart the very cage that bared his air Leaving too many in despair just because he was a bear He was a murderer they said He could prove them wrong but instead He would show them Without him they would all be dead For his feeble and evil had been left to severance As his eyes filled with Malevolence Good and bad needed a balance But he couldn’t resist the urge of malice As it built its empire Destroying anything in its way Any palace Any life With his teeth a knife Mordantly destroying the harmony As the people left his magic land To the hand of a brand That held all command But killing the one who was billing Would only leave the forest frozen and chilling So against his willing He decided it was a better time than ever To flip his coin in the well And stop these demons from hell And so he began his plan to welcome every wonderful woman and destroy every morbid man The “man” was no man but rather a boy For he only saw a woman as a toy A person to employ Fill and exceed his greed In a way that could only be done by a woman or **** For he was a **** Addicted to a terrible drug That left him feeling smug As he trapped the woman in a “hug” She hoped to erase the embrace Just like every memory she erratically escaped Her very thoughts began to run As he laughed “You used to be so much fun” But now she was done Her blind bolt to break out Left her throat in a draught Like her eyes glistened and imprisoned He was bloodthirsty Freed of all compassion and all mercy So he hit and hit Until her soul began to split Because Manslaughter was only the first of many crimes he would commit When they found her she bruised and bloodied She was beaten It was barbaric But everyone said she was “lucky” Not to be eaten Every mark was so thoughtless His mind needed to be studied To stop these deadly deeds He was all over the news While no one would even notice her “natural” bruise For she was broken Her life was a story But it was never written never spoken
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slice me open     bleed me dry you tear into me like a            starved, feral animal but it’s not the same, is it?       there’s a difference between                         you              and the wild animal a wild animal acts upon instinct           you       act upon perversions           you have intention a bear would not       do those things
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Apr 19, 2024
Apr 19, 2024 at 9:31 PM UTC
are you much like a bear?
I wonder if I could be blamed for what my choice might be. Between a man and a bear and which one I would think may fight fair. See I'm not to sure I'd need to give it much thought, I think I'd choose the bear. Because at least I'd know what came next, no one expects a bear to fight fair. A bear would not lie to me, or first make me fall in love. And bear would not get me wondering if I were truly nuts. A bear might rip me limb from limb but at least when it was done The bear would not sit there and claim, that he had done it out of love. And the bear would not apologize then do it all again. A bear would never hurt me by hooking up with my friend. A bear wouldn't lie to me about the intentions that it had. And a bear wouldn't call me crazy, anytime it made me mad. The bear would probably **** me yes. But at least then it would be done. I wouldn't have to live with the pain, of what the bear had done. The bear wouldn't play games with my mind. It would either **** me or not. But if I were to choose the man, well I'd be better off to not. Cuz a bear wouldn't do any of those things, that I just described. But I've been with the man who did them, and it left me barely alive.
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Apr 7, 2025
Apr 7, 2025 at 9:05 PM UTC
Barely Alive