Cloud Rat / Drugs of Faith

Fly trap open. Your mouth is a gaping wound Septic; you choke on the garbage that you spew This is a desperate time, and your rotten brain can't control its cancer valves But I have lilies sit on my table. I cover my home in flowers So I don’t need the windows. Detroit: you've finally won I've locked myself inside you

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 12, 2026

I'm on some steep sloped tube. Running in and out of my nose, Our love is the comforting tool with which I've used to enslave you. I've noticed the amount of medication has grown... Never took them before. Bad reaction. Was afraid for you. Boot heels drive into the fertile land, Wet from rain. Wet soil smell. Morning sickness. Nausea. I'm scared, I've fallen. I'll catch myself on a steep angle, Coming in fast, like a flash of light. I draw your name on my arm and touch it at night.

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 14, 2025

A new face. Someone I know, but look at differently. What's right? I still cum when called Held against a crashing wave. Sea salt; tip-toe around A new smell. Will I ever get used to it? A new face in my sleep Three stones on a porcelain plate: Two for you, one for me Manipulating a canary's tune Beautiful; you float across the floor Am I tricking myself? Or is the winner really gone? I can hear you breaking in. Take whatever you want

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 12, 2026

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