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Saturday, December 30, 2017
The cocky girl 3
She was not helping anyone
She was not looking for poor
She talked as they talked
They are neglected
They are deserved not to lived
As the life liked the strong
She dealt them as insect
And she was trapped
She was tied
The terror was found
Looking with its nails
The wolf was in
He wore her manager
He looked and laughed
He said,”Your are trapped
Like as the slave
I could do what I want
And surely what you want
I will tear your clothes
And get you naked
He came with full want
He came and get off his clothes
He came with great force
The woman was very frightened
She tried to be untied
She tried to scream
As she knew his doing
She thought fro a moment
She thought and got her power
She imitated that she wanted
More than he wanted
When he got off the stick
Out of her mouth
She gave him a warm kiss
He felt as he was a bird
Flying over green farms
And looking at more flowers
Filling of several colors
And have brilliant smells
He became very naked
He tried to get steps
And tied with her heart
She loved and smiled
With red face and lips
The shame hide her power
But she was still remarking
The man was a devil
He wanted to hurt
She said with small laughter
“I couldn’t do this
As I am tied”
He smiled and laughed
And turned around her
He looked like he was a proud
And showed her his beauty muscles
He wanted he to get amused
By looking at his power
And looking at what men hide
So he walked as the cock
When he wanted love with his hen
She laughed with a smooth
Laughter the waves of fresh waters
Struck the dead land
And getting it up
From long sleep or dead
That made his heart dance
His body was full of power
He felt as he was a Kaiser
Who bet the Persians
And got the most beautiful
Girl to be his mistress
Or like the king Kasri
Who bet his enemy
And arrested the most beaut
He made her naked
And crawled as the snake
The king was laughing
So he wanted to untie
And get her in moments
Outside were his men sitting
Waiting their turn
To share that feast
The poor boy was passed
Occasionally or the fate
Sent him at that time
He asked for food
Or money to get
His family fed
They get him out
They looked with sharp
Their eyes were as weapons
Carrying harm shot
The boy disappeared
And ran as he could
They laughed to his run
As he run and fell
He was hide
Out of any look
The man tied her
And touched his beauty
He moved his finger
As he sensed the smart pattern
Or to get every span of her beauty
To be in his chest
To water his thirsty
And feed his hungry
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