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The folded ways your eyes cave (Villanelle) by Shardik

With a bumper sticker that says depraved Straps from your socks to your under wear the folded ways your eyes cave. Rear ending lies and flies and skies paved me a brickroad, which, I dodged both pair With throne whicker that claimed me gauntier. You thought I was going to sell you some stupid fucking Vilanelle about you again? Huh, admit it! Ha, ha, guess what pppthtt... Now for my grand finally, and what my writing is really about, back to that strap that guides me to your underwear, and believe me When I say, "Guided home" and I deliver like a tight bodied boxer, boxing your clitoris with my thick tongue, yeah the one I clean my eyebrows. With the folded ways your eyes cave, in when and if I sweat my sticky fingers through your mouth and rub the balls of my feet on the back of your thighs and neck, fucking your tight ass.

nentwined 27-Jun-08/7:22 PM
Villanelles have definitely made me feel this way. Firefox doesn't know what a villanelle is. But it doesn't know what Firefox is, either, unless I capitalize it. I feel ... guided. 6 for fun.




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