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Array ( [sid] => 37648 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Mistress Vola [time] => 2004-03-07 01:31:29 [hometext] => pronounced Vo-luh. if you don't get what i'm really talking about, then this scrawl will be totally meaningless. even if you do understand, it might still be pointless. oh well. [bodytext] => Mistress Vola
in thigh-high vinyl boots
and deforming black corset
Her sex is a whip
and i'm just *****

She feeds me raw kittens
i feed Her grapes
as she loungs on a bed of bodies
the ones i killed for Her

they decay so quickly
i must always bring Her more

coffee table
footstool
toilet
slave
for Her, i am all these things
but She will never love me

i sew skirts for Her
made from my own flesh
She wears each one once
then i eat it
as She violates me
with pieces of the corpses i bring Her

sometimes i must kill them as She watches
She instructs me on what to do
then i "lay" with them
as She enjoys the intimate company
of someone far younger
far prettier than i

She carves vulgar pictures
deep into my flesh
then laughs as i squirm and cry
in a tub of salt

Mistress Vola promises me
that, though my service is reward enough
my true prize will come when i'm dead
for when i grow too old to be of any use
She will watch me kill myself
and my body will be a piece of Her bed
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Mistress Vola

Contributed by Cancer on Sunday, 7th March 2004 @ 01:31:29 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

Mistress Vola
in thigh-high vinyl boots
and deforming black corset
Her sex is a whip
and i'm just *****

She feeds me raw kittens
i feed Her grapes
as she loungs on a bed of bodies
the ones i killed for Her

they decay so quickly
i must always bring Her more

coffee table
footstool
toilet
slave
for Her, i am all these things
but She will never love me

i sew skirts for Her
made from my own flesh
She wears each one once
then i eat it
as She violates me
with pieces of the corpses i bring Her

sometimes i must kill them as She watches
She instructs me on what to do
then i "lay" with them
as She enjoys the intimate company
of someone far younger
far prettier than i

She carves vulgar pictures
deep into my flesh
then laughs as i squirm and cry
in a tub of salt

Mistress Vola promises me
that, though my service is reward enough
my true prize will come when i'm dead
for when i grow too old to be of any use
She will watch me kill myself
and my body will be a piece of Her bed

Copyright © Cancer ... [ 2004-03-07 01:31:29]
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Re: Mistress Vola (User Rating: 1 )
by gery_giggles on Sunday, 7th March 2004 @ 09:14:16 AM AEST
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ok i'm not going to lie..i have no idea what u are talking about and what this poem means but it is good and damn scary!...
luv always

Re: Mistress Vola (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 17th March 2004 @ 11:27:54 PM AEST
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I thought this was friggin wierd, but damn good nonetheless and I also don't know what it means. I'm just gonna blink and go read another one of yers.

Bobo (Joel)

Re: Mistress Vola (User Rating: 1 )
by Ina on Sunday, 6th June 2004 @ 12:57:22 AM AEST
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The title of the poem intrigued me...I am reading currently "Madam Bovary" by Flaubert about an ignorant sensual woman. This piece was morbidly original. The ending was like "ah!" i thought it was about death, untill that end.
In polish Vola also means will power.
my thoughts are just rumbles.

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