Thou Foetus Burns My Soul! ! ! Poem by Merlin Isombard Ven Trout

Thou Foetus Burns My Soul! ! !



Ow, your Foetus burns my soul,
It erupted out your rancid minge!
Let it bleed, let it bleed,
and i shall cry for thou!

Yet my soul does shiver for thine cowardice,
It only hurts for a second!
But no you must keep it, you say,
Why? Why i ask, it is a demon child! ! !

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Brittany Messersmith 05 October 2006

i liked the wording of this piece...but it seems to be very cold

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