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Cum Your Heart Out

If this utterly disgusts you, don't bother telling me. Thank you :)

A good cum can wipe away
The tears
The pain
The fears
To find a reprieve from the terrible feeling
As you open your bloodshot eyes to the ceiling
As love will try to tear you apart
Lust is there, with an eternal warm heart
We all need our moments of pleasure
To escape a mindful of pain, we need leisure

Don't worry, my dear,
Don't fret
There's no shame in getting
Your fingers wet

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Latest Review

What's with the controversy?

by ChrisJFraser

Posted Sep 13, 2008

+4

Nice little poem, fun ending. There are voices I could have used to read this in my head with which would have made it sound vulgar, but that wasn't my gut reaction. As such, it was just interesting.

A bit short, but then if you'd made it longer it probably would have been a bit wear... (read more)

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Recent Comments

ZooeyGlass

Sep 16, 2008

Well I think it's fabulous. It's clever, well put togther and deliciously funny in that way only harnessed truths can be.
And it isn't revolting in the least! Revolting is a sub-par, pathetic little verse about a pretty sunset. It is arresting, to be sure. Perhpas even a little abrasive. But only in the best of ways.
And let's be honest. The only reason this sort of poem would would disgust someone is if they see a little too much of themselves in it.
Amazing bit of work, I can't wait to see more.
Michael

Sep 15, 2008

I'd be lying if I said I didn't love it.
alan2here

Sep 13, 2008

actually rather good
ChrisJFraser

Sep 13, 2008

Utterly disgusting. How could you?
Justin

Sep 2, 2008

This utterly disgusted me :)

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