Bruised but still blooming

Thu, 05/23/2013 - 23:14 -- Shanice

Only a facade, her innocence

Her actions along with her appearance make others tense

They see a sinner, but small and quite sweet

The most darling whore they’d ever meet

Her sin is lust, physical and lush

She’s capable of making even the filthiest of men blush

Her mind is filled with neglect, thoughts of abuse and desire

She’s constantly on the edge of ecstasy, her deeds cause her to perspire

She only wanted to be loved, only to be touched

And now she’s endlessly used, penetrated and clutched

Bruised and delicate, a sinful sweet fruit, so rare

taste the crimson sticky center after she’s stripped and peeled bare.

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