Disgusting Love


Chatting with his love
More flirting it was
Asking for her chastity
To remove warmth underneath
She said no but
He had made up his mind
Kept pestering the little butterfly

Finally she agreed
But told him to delete
Trusting him was her only belief
Goofing around south
Watering was his mouth
Seeing bare skin of his love
He couldn't control his lust

After he was done
When his lust was gone
Thought he how funny it would be
To show the world a caterpillar
What it looks underneath
Not wasting a moment
He uploaded them on the internet

Seeing her trust betrayed
She begged him to stop what he did
But he was now enjoying this
Exploiting her was like a bliss
Phrasing, it would require more
Hearing that her heart tore

Is this what you call love?
Cause its disgusting as fuck!

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