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Registered Masshole
Join Date: Aug 2007
Location: Assachusetts
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Hammerhead
C4C
Hey everyone again! One of my newer pieces. It was originally only the 1st, 3rd, n 4th stanza but i revisited this because I felt express myself moreso through this topic. Tear it apart, and feel free to leave some criticism, positive or negative. I could use it because i would like to progress as a writer. Thanks! Sense my field Complicate me please Hold me close To thrash me round A product of nature With the devil’s impression Quenching thirst A personal selection Bones may shatter And connections dwindle But you entered murky waters Flaunting life before the sickle Come closer, I feel you Grasp the desire Come closer, I smell you An ounce of blood Come closer, I taste you A craving so bitter Sense your field Need your disease Tear the flesh Don’t make a sound Thrust, jerk, clash Blind outburst Muscles have become stiff Thrust, jerk, clash Blind outburst Heightened stimulation Thrust, jerk, clash Blind outburst Until this temptation’s no longer erect
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