That and those hidden parts of me
As hidden and suppressed and sooo
Depressed inside of me I know not
Really myself any more as that is
“ the past “, so buried so unknown
Even to me, and then there is the
Internet that’s X posure posture
Pictures galore ga-glory-Alors-so
In-our-face my face, things I never
Even imaged imagined , I searched
Keep on search in’ the Net for more
More MAs muy mucho Beau si so
Beau Coup a coup those cups removed
From Jocks their straps their bodies so
In my face them glory be hole whole
Extended up ended MONSTER pricks
Dicks cocks to me cock-me-late mate
Breed feed my holes whole shut late
Ta at night and try and sate corner
Cover me in such glorious excited
Sticky white cum so BE me cumming
With them, all over me, fill me full
Cum to me hunks naked beautiful men
I never knew , never would have then
Known my attraction to X-posed hard
Limp soft whatever dicks of Richard
Cocks of Robert penises of Peter full
Those pumpkins pump probe robe
Them deep in Randy Randy’s sea see
Men so that we all thirsty for that so
Sticky bunk-white May consummate
Find our gaynesses our queer faggot
Mates dates to by us, me, all of we,
Be covered in ourselves our desires
To connect to be loved to procreate
Our images ourselves that we are all
So deeply in love with whether we
Be Bi Trans Queer Straight Lesbians
More, we are now so by the Net spoon-
Fed what makes them money as we
Surrender all of ourselves to be just
Simply brain-dead-sex-starved-heads
In love with head with pussy with our
Asses with our constant secretions of
Our lusting busting bursting bodies
Carnal animals reduced to our basic
Carnalities and void of substance of
Any worth, drones, clones, so easy
To be played so totally cumpletely
To all our human weaknesses forget
Our strengths , use us till we drop,
Then toss us out , walk away yes
Without a thought, you so cate not!
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