PasopNegra

Cursed they said Every beat of his bitter heart Felt like it was his last He turned towards the moon A howl so full of anger, sorrow and anguish He knew   He was shown He was warned His time was increasingly short Blood   Blood meant relation Blood meant satiation A simple word of elation But he was past recognition So many options His alpha taught him better submit or die Free will is not part of the deal You weren’t truly leaving free He needed to fight No matter The cursed knew no bounds The cursed found solace Time to ravish the bonny maidens Its time Find no malice in those that are them __PasopNegra__

It’s ok…   I am happy They told me happiness can be found anywhere: Family Friends Money Power Food Is that all there is? What if I have none of that in my grasp How do you sweeten a bitter heart? There are so many questions And each time the answers build up And when one is answered there in the next step Lies another waiting for me I keep feeling these immense amount of hatred And it too builds Builds Like an explosion No No. I’m fine, happy to be here Happy to be of service to ya! After I am used… I will gather my flimsy garbs Take my meager pay And go back to the trusty corner Taking on another woman’s man Satisfying the carnal need Refusing to taint their innocent brides Instead contaminating me Their white fluids might look pure And they fill me up till it spills from my insides I must be grateful to be used Fake smiles I’m happy to be of service _PasopNegra _