SAMSARA

all dressed up

like a mango tree

vagina full

of fish in the sea

eyes dripping black

rainbow

glitter

enticing you

into

her litter

her juicy fruit

to blow your mind

the howling wind

her behind

she gave you what

you came here for

sucked you dry

like

you did

her

such illusions

we live for

this life

this whore

we always

want more

her sunset lips

palm swaying hips

attract your attention

you are whipped

you pull over

in her

dimension

little do you know

her intension

all she wants is

your

submission

her tits are fake

but you don’t care

your mind is in your underwear

full of disease

she aims to please

all her tricks

up her sleeve

she walks the street

for all the horny

that fall for

her

and her

baloney

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