Withering Cunt from Stone Guardian by Dislich

withering cunt, withering cunt,
withering cunt
kiss me with those wrinkled lips,
i can see you smile as you tell
me that i am wrong. please spit
in my face
i'm so turned on by your kind
hands. at my throat please guide
me in your righteous ways, throw
me a parade, write a song in my
name.
i am just a sack of eggs for your
guiding hand to twist. i am just
a feminist writhing in this
psychic bliss. i am just a piece
of shit waiting to be told, what,
to, do
i don't want to be feminine
i don't want to be saved
anti the Self. please fuck me
with your phallic cunt until
pleasure until pain.
i am your slave.

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