Dorothea Gift Of God

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Bisexual Abortion - Poem by Dorothea Gift Of God

Every season my emotion's leak, they dropped on the inner part of my thighs. Spilling beneath my waste basket. I'm emotionally trapped to another part of a human being. - Quote

Human fluids drop from my inner being, I'm humanly exposed to the hands of my alabaster box. I'm adjusting, my subconscious mind to endure another hour less moment of self gratification. I've mastered I reuse sperm and wipe it upon a napkin a wipe the same wipe that once stood still. But I'm involved with my hands in a relationship that kills the inner being of my open minded slave mentality.

Complications of a world so divided by worldly desires that my emotions run freely within my hands. I warm my human exposed corpse, I am wasting bodily fabrics upon an open wound.

A mind I openly devour I beat against who I am to get to where I want to be, lusting and humanly exposed.

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Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 2, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, October 12, 2015

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