#1
YOUR RIGHT TO LIVE IS OVER,
best pray to be birthed a stillborn.
(I'm a miscarriage mass of flesh.)

A syringe is coming to vacuum out.

Just keep waiting,
he'll eventually understand.
"It's you're choice baby,
I'll eventually understand."

Keep can him if you must.
Denial is a way to fall pray
to blaming somebody for your actions.

A curettage is coming to scrape it out.

Just keep waiting,
he'll eventually understand.
Just keep waiting,
he'll eventually understand.

Just keep twiddling your thumbs
(and I'll continue to move mine!)

"I never though it'd end like this.
I always thought I'd be OK with you"

Dilate
Evacuate
Lord Gold feeds from your orifices and he wants to see you sweat.
Lord Gold probes you publicly and makes your pussy wet.
Now say his name.....
#2
I thought this had too many turns in it. It never really grounded itself quickly enough and with any sturdiness, so that I could build my way up to a crecendo. It just kind of jumped from one absolutely weird thought to another, without any connection, and without any rhythm.

I did enjoy the nuttiness to it, but that's as far as it took me, I'm afraid.

edit: sorry, I was drinking whilst writing this so I'll make a few grammatical corrections.
Last edited by AngryGoldfish at Sep 13, 2009,