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Oh, what I would do, with prescribed voodoo. First to bind, then to blind; oh, how can I torture the mind? Sinking a needle into the spot making it burn so extra hot. Twisting their arms, tying their legs Just to torture the trolls till they beg. .
This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2011-08-28 12:29:53
Critiquer Rating During Critique: Unknown
Having shared in your demons for a while, I imagine that this fantasy is a template that has often lived within. I always wanted a voodoo doll, (maybe just a striking) so I could cause random orgasms in the girls I desired and unable to have. Maybe there, the unearned gratuity is also just as damning- I assume those tortured by you deserved it. I still really don't know much about you except that there are difficulties surrounding you. Maybe it is best that you don't have such a doll- it would eventually elicit sympathy for the tortured- and I think, it is a sympathy you'd rather not share in. In retrospect, those girls probably wouldn't be happy in an unattached orgasm from someone who hasn't earned the right to hear it. It is a bad idea; but I would have had trouble in my youth feeling sympathy for them. Lack of wisdom will do that to a person.
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