You unloving thing of a
You unloving thing of a person,You.
I LOVE you,You undeserving thing of a person.
You drank me and urinated me out of your wretched vagina.
You ate me and defecated me out of your putrid anus.
You swallowed me whole and regurgitated me of your stinking month.
I reeks of You,You unloving thing of a person
I really reeks of you to high heaven.
Oh how much badness can the Heavens stand without the treadwinds?
I was sweet water...now I am your flushed sour urine.
I was good food...now I am your flushed foul dung.
I was nice food..now I am your flushed fetid vomit.
Can vomit return to the mouth of the vomiter,once vomited?
Can urine return to the vagina of the urinator,once urinated?
Can dung return to the anus of the defecator,once defecated?
We sighes knowing the truth of the questions!
You random female,You Thief,You Heart-Breaker.
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