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Prostitutes, Puppets, and Memories…

Disjointed desires…

By Kenneth cruzPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

I fucked a hooker that looked like you today

She sounded like you too

Soft squeaky voice

Cute moans and groans as she grew moist

I kissed her filthy lips

pretending it was you

My puppet doing as I pleased

At first she seemed disjointed

Then just like you she actually enjoyed it

A splash that rivaled what I did to you

It set me free

To have you at a whim once again

Even if I was just playing pretend

Mental HealthStream of Consciousnessheartbreaksad poetryFilthy

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    Written by Kenneth cruz