Sunday 15 October 2017

Who You Are?

A Miserable Comfort !!!

Prison of poison


Smile of A Witch, or
An Infant’s Scream,
A Shinning Silver, or
Wrapped in a Gold
Tip of a Lover,
Touched her Glitter
Call, the Fitter
Tank Leaking, it’s Litter
A Wise Wisdom, or
A Wondering Misery
Reveal
Who You Are?


Dream on Cracks, or
Just an Another Scratch,
On Scars
An Owned Shelter, or
Trapped in a Cage
Taste of his Semen
Passes through
Call, The Killer
Flesh Freezing, Its Liquer
A Pleasing Pleasure, or
A Battle in Pain
Define
Who You Are?


Silence of a Soul, or
A Funeral Bell
Bliss of a Box Brown, or
Blood of Black Rocks
Touch of a Tongue
Twisted by
Drag, The Deck
Dealer is all Set to Deal
Stain of a Slut, or
Just an Another Cut
Disclose
Who you are?


Smell of Smoke, or
Smack on Coke,
Taste of Sting & Salt. Or
Bunch of Barn
Stick onto the Walls
Oozing Out, Fishy Fluid
Set Free, Moan out Loud
Spread those Hams
Sword is Set to Swell
A Sign of Relief, or
A Rein on Reef
Decide
Who You Are?


Crave of a Crunch
Chew and Chumble
Buzz in a Motion
Keep Questioning
Who you are?
A Ritual Cunt, or
A Bleeding Fanny?