#ovaries - Hello Poetry

******* flowers with petals bare, Call to the bees, To come drink the nectar, From hung ovaries.

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Jul 5, 2019

Jul 5, 2019 at 6:01 PM UTC

MisfitOfSociety

******* Flowers

******* flowers with petals bare, Call to the bees, To come drink the nectar, From hung ovaries.

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I was born with ovaries for a brain And a cavity for thought The predisposition To put my hand down my pants At the age of seven But with a good berating From my unconditionally loving mother The putrid seed was recognized Its stem ripped from my mind Torn from my ******** Too late Obviously Too oblivious To notice that the roots still tangled around me Its vines growing up into my ****** The **** that encapsulated my mentality So the birds and the bees were my friends At the age of nine And that cute boy across the playground Was cuter when I envisioned him naked Only a mere three years later And my susceptibility Ignited the sight of cybersex The capital *** Or more commonly known as *********** But when my parents soon discovered The poisonous vines of dependency The toxic ivy of addiction It was forced to an abrupt halt Too late Obviously Too oblivious To notice the compulsive ************ That kicked in with the involuntary lust For a pillow to trust under my hips Before the age of fourteen Securing the hypersexuality So that the hot girl in the hallway Was hotter when I envisioned her naked And hotter than the boy next to her So the bisexuality Tormented my already demented desires By the age of sixteen Simply because I was born with ovaries for a brain And a cavity for thought.

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Jul 3, 2017

Jul 3, 2017 at 10:29 AM UTC

ValeLuna

Toxic Ivy

I was born with ovaries for a brain And a cavity for thought The predisposition To put my hand down my pants At the age of seven But with a good berating From my unconditionally loving mother The putrid seed was recognized Its stem ripped from my mind Torn from my ******** Too late Obviously Too oblivious To notice that the roots still tangled around me Its vines growing up into my ****** The **** that encapsulated my mentality So the birds and the bees were my friends At the age of nine And that cute boy across the playground Was cuter when I envisioned him naked Only a mere three years later And my susceptibility Ignited the sight of cybersex The capital *** Or more commonly known as *********** But when my parents soon discovered The poisonous vines of dependency The toxic ivy of addiction It was forced to an abrupt halt Too late Obviously Too oblivious To notice the compulsive ************ That kicked in with the involuntary lust For a pillow to trust under my hips Before the age of fourteen Securing the hypersexuality So that the hot girl in the hallway Was hotter when I envisioned her naked And hotter than the boy next to her So the bisexuality Tormented my already demented desires By the age of sixteen Simply because I was born with ovaries for a brain And a cavity for thought.

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I The Monthly Scapegoat I feel like **** and everyone else is **** too I better be getting it soon or else I'll have nothing to blame this shittiness on What are you looking at? Go AWAY! **II Pain & **** ow that hurts this better not be from that steak I had last night III Paranoia it's not here yet but I know it's coming why isn't it here yet this waiting is making me crazy checking for stains every five minutes afraid to wake up with an unpleasant surprise IV Arrival surprise followed by: the most inconvenient five days out of every month V Farewell good riddance to bad ******* that will unfortunately need to be expelled next month I feel like a human trashcan

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Dec 24, 2015

Dec 24, 2015 at 3:33 PM UTC

melli7

An Ovarian Journey

I The Monthly Scapegoat I feel like **** and everyone else is **** too I better be getting it soon or else I'll have nothing to blame this shittiness on What are you looking at? Go AWAY! **II Pain & **** ow that hurts this better not be from that steak I had last night III Paranoia it's not here yet but I know it's coming why isn't it here yet this waiting is making me crazy checking for stains every five minutes afraid to wake up with an unpleasant surprise IV Arrival surprise followed by: the most inconvenient five days out of every month V Farewell good riddance to bad ******* that will unfortunately need to be expelled next month I feel like a human trashcan

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