the suggestive nature of toastthe suggestive nature of toast by ~thebigartist
The suggestive nature of toasters.
I just want to put my bread into it
one more time. I'm not worried about
breaking it. It's what it was put on
this earth to do. To please me in
every possible way. I push the toast
down in it ever so gently, but now
harder as I gain more confididence.
It loves it. I can see the toast beginning
to harden, to get darker. I want to
be that toast. I want to be in the
confined darkness of that toaster
slowly getting warmed up. Its red
glow is exciting to me. A woman in
red dress coils. Pulling the toast out
now. It doesn't want to let go. I make
it. I caress it with butter. Ma
Safe Passage ver 2Who is she, what is her lifeSafe Passage ver 2 by ~life-and-death
Daily tourment and torturing pain
Struggles with family through sickness
Battles with each other in times of health
Aside from that, the world shuns her
Despises her for her beauty, her mind and soul
Even in sleep the laughs plague her weary being
An intolerable amount of years spent loathing existence
How can she remedy the disease of life?
Suicide, no thats an ugly thing to call it
Self liberation from false imprisonment, thats it!
As the moon sets, she will rise in the name of freedom.
Take the knife from the cabinet and dig her self free
Escape the shackles of the burden called life
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