Okay, what do you think about this poem/story I wrote. I was kina inspired by P when I wrote this. But I've been writing stuff like this ever aince I exposed myself to fanfiction. Which was 3yrs ago. 6yrs If you couldn't that year on 2nd grade.

" in my room I cried..tears meant goodnye. A rope so brown an emotion so dark. A life so hard. She wants to get away vanish from this sinister earth. Legs opened wide eyes closed ahut retalin couldn't help he forget what. What seemed so slow happened so fast a small whimper vs. A tramatizing laugh she felt so bad evil to the core she onew she sold herself as a dirty whore. She's to do it all over tomorrow. Marco doesn't care as long as he gets his fix doesn't matter where as long as she's there. Marco loves her hair. Baby grabs ot when he comes. Her mouth was tapped shut moans filled the room from the man above one last thrust inside her then came a loud scream her legs gave out and he aight began to fade. In and out she went she knew her luck was spent the ,an looked into her eyes. As she struggled. She woke up opening her eyes ever so slowly baby placed a 20 in her thong kising her on her cheek he stands at her aide. You taste better than clyde he whispered.


She set her station, she done with life. She prays to god let's out a silent cry there she lies death finishes
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Decemberchild12 said:

Okay, what do you think about this poem/story I wrote. I was kina inspired by P when I wrote this. But I've been writing stuff like this ever aince I exposed myself to fanfiction. Which was 3yrs ago. 6yrs If you couldn't that year on 2nd grade. " in my room I cried..tears meant goodnye. A rope so brown an emotion so dark. A life so hard. She wants to get away vanish from this sinister earth. Legs opened wide eyes closed ahut retalin couldn't help he forget what. What seemed so slow happened so fast a small whimper vs. A tramatizing laugh she felt so bad evil to the core she onew she sold herself as a dirty whore. She's to do it all over tomorrow. Marco doesn't care as long as he gets his fix doesn't matter where as long as she's there. Marco loves her hair. Baby grabs ot when he comes. Her mouth was tapped shut moans filled the room from the man above one last thrust inside her then came a loud scream her legs gave out and he aight began to fade. In and out she went she knew her luck was spent the ,an looked into her eyes. As she struggled. She woke up opening her eyes ever so slowly baby placed a 20 in her thong kising her on her cheek he stands at her aide. You taste better than clyde he whispered. She set her station, she done with life. She prays to god let's out a silent cry there she lies death finishes Last

Wowzers, that's quite sexually explicit for a 12 year old to write

Yeah I know its pretty disturbing for little people like me. but hey, Its not the first time I've heard spmebody say this. I read my poems to my mother & she told me not to show anybody else this. She said somebody had to be crazy to write this. My mother made me tell my father about my aspirations & dreams of being a writer. Well when I told him the topic I am most obsessed with is rape, sex, hookers, strippers. (All that good stuff). He was bery P.Oed about it. He was basically saying. ''I wonder If I was on some serious shit when I concived you'' and other related things. I love what I do. And when I heard the story about P finding his moms porn fiction. I could totally relate except It found me. My first poem/story ever was in 2nd grade like I said up there. My teacher asigned me with a project. And I created a story about a prositiute.

Your comment really mademe laugh BTW.

@luv4u

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