vulvectedsodomy

 

Staring into the lens of a camera, only one man you can see.
From this other side, hundreds watch to self please.
What is this for and who will be watching?
Lay down.
Bend over.
Your childhood rotting.
Performed in all places, existence from the start.
A common known symptom: All reality falls apart.
Forced to seduce many fathers, the world keeps turning.
Your mind will cease thought as your womb starts burning.
Adapt with little pleasure to what is an illogical act.
The neighbors next door happen to be eating their midnight snack.
The president could get shot. Your still their little fuck.
A junkie becomes "lost". They're inside, don't look.
Strenuous injection, internally loaded with irritating goo.
Again the world turns, Anonymous men break inside of you.
Now you'll probably believe that divinity is a joke.
Since the men who converted you are now deep within your throat.
Standing tall and overbearing, "Do you spit or swallow?"
Deep down, descending, Your growth, so hallow.
 


 

To be thought of as a pervert.
To never be forgiven.
I cower from the world so my status can continue hidden.
Sought by hypocrites who have the "right" of say.
Who could it harm if it's just a click away?
This is not a disorder unlike the others.
Erectile Dysfunction from fucking their brother.
Our "malfeasance" is natural.
But the finger in our direction.
Infamy is in play, loss of erection.
Disregard all acts of good, the victim is none.
Self-satisfaction, our fists drenched in cum.
How can a God forgive such sin, when the followers condemn?
Affectation at its finest, in life all men would.
We are the people of the lowest, but no physical harm done.
How is that possible if we all die alone?
Vindicated Hebephilia or just a sorry excuse?
Feel better about yourself, since your stuck in your shoes.


 

Unborn abomination ready to be brought upon this world.  Preset to failure, unaware of self-existence.
Questions dwell unanswered when she is of proper age.  Her creators, self-centered, "blessed" when approaching their grave.
Not knowing humiliation, they should have chosen love.
Having a false set of morals, can only shelter and shrug.
Tend to her consciousness when her presence screams death.
Understand the self-hatred and confusion for breath.
What will become? Unable to procreate. Fearing her obstacles they will never appreciate.
If any soul exists, just set this one free.  For her being would solely remain in continuous shame.
I apologize please, do not live life in vein.
The corrupt will of man shall always remain.



Obviously it is not my decision.