Broken Branches

by Shanice Redd   Apr 25, 2008


Broken branches
From the tree
Broken branches
Are like me

Broken and battered
On the ground
Away from the tree
Where they were first bound

Dead o the sidewalk
Is where they lay
Stepped on and forgotten
Is where I stay

Broken branches
From the tree
Broken branches
Are like me

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  • 16 years ago

    by Kathleen Jenkins

    A physical attraction
    is what made this happen
    our clothes on the floor
    a virgin no more
    with no self control
    in the sack we went for a roll
    no condoms
    just you in my hole
    screaming and shouting in ecstasy
    oh god does it feel good
    with you on top of me
    slurp smack tap
    is all you hear
    oh god my climax
    is almost near
    most people say its a bad habit
    to put things in my mouth
    but both you and i know
    i like it more down south
    if you were to go down
    it would be no secret
    cause everyone on the block
    would hear me screaming
    with two fingers in it
    find my spot in under a minute
    it will taste so good
    you'll always wanna hit it
    the things we do should be illegal
    ill have you wanting to hit it
    front the front, back, and a little on the side
    when its that time
    theres no place to hide
    cause theres no stopping me
    when i want you between my thighs

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