Oven

I coulda swore I gave my wedding ring to you. Among the chewing gears you taunt me tear. Elements are still alive to shake from ear to ear. Pez are gonna let it slide, gonna burn what cotton decides are apelee. My main oven drive, he took from under what's come over me.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Revulsion Repelled by just the sight you take me you feel me comin on It repells the big strong man Now you want to take me for everything I am Gotta word that's coming up coming up my throat. It's a long ass word, gonna make me choke. I like to hold my pride right in between my hands. so I can feel it hang. We Reach I could have hoped for a better piece of your man. Better times I wrote for glass, less, wind. From both behinds in back, we're reaching one of each, in time. Heart like a picture to be. Hardly, we reach.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025