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Click hereFucked up.
Fuck me she said in the beginning,
Fuck me for hurting you so.
Fuck me for actually doing it.
And fuck me because I didn't know.
Fucking her was far too much pleasure
Fucking me became far too much pain.
Fuck her because I wanted her badly.
And fuck me because I'd do it again.
Fuck her for the thoughts that still linger
Fuck me because I allow them to be.
Fuck thoughts of the pleasures remembered.
And fuck me because I just couldn't see.
Fuck me sometime in the future?
Fuck me that I'd consider the thought.
Then fuck me that I've got it together.
No...no fuck you, I will certainly not.
I have fervently hoped, over the last several years, that you would re-capture the power of Thesandman. Is he still in there?
It'd be like me going over where you hang out and submitting some story and including the line, "Clifford popped a boner over Samantha and he wanted to fuck--and then they fucked." boo
Dear Many Sand Feathers, you know I like you, man. So I want to ask a favor. Write a poem telling me about the pain. Be more specific. I think it would make a far more interesting poem for the reader. :)