And what have we done.
That the gods would do us so.
That they would have us carved,
With sinful things such as plump lips, roaming eager hands and throbbing mounds between thighs.
Just to watch us deny ourselves our needs out of fear of condemnation and the abhorred glances from mere flesh like ourselves who are as unhappy in their chastity as we are free in our heathen ways.
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Yes.
Some of my pieces ,
May or may not offend super religious people.
I'm not atheist or anything.
But I question a lot of stuff In my pieces. Like what is art if it's contained and sticks within the boundaries right.
Anyways, this is me being a horny teenager in a poetic way.
At least I think it's poetic...
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Poetry"I'm desperately trying to heal myself." •. •. •. •. •. I strongly believe art isn't supposed to be pretty, or liked and understood by the masses. Art is supposed to make you unco...
