

my moribund valentinei had a gimp once that ran away couldn't keep up with all the load; a gimp in pain and disguise- it just ran away. with her au-burned to black hair to hide her despair, a slut manifested into the icon of our religious porn my gimp, finally had her salvation. how many times had i made her bleed just to hear her scream my name; so many nights in our twisted unnamed games she's cried to me to be my slave, she said, "let me be your slut, your whore," she said, "le me be your dead-meat." i was all those regrets she could not wash-off, all the regrets she could notmy moribund valentine


great mani got kicked down from my throne today like the peasants that i used to rule over i got kicked around, by a great man today my life comes full circle. i no longer am the great man, the one, because i got kicked around by someone greater i great man he is, now sitting on top, wielding his mace, oozing grace barking orders, extending borders. a great man, today he has a stronghold, on the lives of us, the miserable lot. he dines on the flesh of those endangered from chinaware made off splendor. he heeds no one, has his foes on the run gets it done, peer to none,great man


alice through the glory holethis still will take a while to fix the old climax with some new mix my spade did not sign this on you and you did not touch me for this. now in this jaded lust's abyss crouched cheek to cheek in your embracealice through the glory hole
the landscape of our twisted love still barren like a naked plain still through i go, this unknown sea the mystery of your feign disdain
when we shall met, our souls entwined like alice through the glory hole with a pocketful of sunshine and a fistful of happiness a prayed for you, my leigeia reborn icon of my religious porn &nbs


feels like valentinesome say they'll always be yours some say they'll sacrifice. some say they'll split you wide, with their spade tongue. some may not last, the rest may last so long, but crouched cheek to cheek, in your judas hole, all the regrets last.feels like valentine
burn down the sepulchre, me and my annabel lee, at least i tried to make it last. she felt like my styxless heel, and tasted like christ's last kiss should've screened our memories, before i gave you my valentine.
some brought you everlasting joy, some were just little boys we touched their


DevilFear upon his fingertips Death within his voice Plans of deadly deceit Only done by my choice Fire encircles his eyes Fire encirlces his tongue Drinking goblets of blood While watching people who were hung "Suffer bodies suffer" Place cuts upon your wrists Beat each other bloody Lick the blood right off your fists His laugh like rolling thunder Booming ever still Ice streams through his heart So he can never feel He's kept me in his domain Surrounded by rotting meat Stroking my freezing legs While chained here in this seat HDevil
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The yumyums are MINE!!
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If this is really what you think, how come you won't look me in the eye...What do you mean I don't love you, I am standing here aren't I?
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The yumyums are MINE!!
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The yumyums are MINE!!
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We are gods.
~BlackMetal-Club
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