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My broken drum

(AMP) Alpha Master Pimp — Thu, 29 May 2008 05:22:53 GMT

My broken drum I love to play my favorite drum I could not wait to take it out and have some fun I carried it a very long way Just so I could play all day But today I found that my drum had been broken No warning to be spoken As I found a hole in it's head If I had known I would have stayed in bed Wished I was dead Than lost without that sound As my broken drum lays upon the ground No quick fix to be found my drum is broken after all it took to get it back and play it I dragged it all the way to the park to end with a broken heart my drum that I was so proud to show you is broken I'm kinda at a loss Because of the cost Not being able to have it fixed soon enough to play again soon Nobody knows how it got busted But I trusted too much that it would be taken better care of kinda just like me I was not ready to see my drum that I have found so much fun in less than a year I fear is gone for while My drum is busted and I'm pissed The shell of that drum is all that is left The sound of my drum has gone deaf And I could not hide my tears After all the years It took to find it and fix it again The loss of my drum is more than the loss of a friend Because that drum is a part of me My therapy I don't know where I would be Without my favorite drum with me I failed to provide better security And for that I let my drum get busted How can I be trusted To protect my own drum To leave it in the care of anyone Who does not care for my drum no more than they care for me And what they fail to see Is how much that drum was a part of me But to trust anyone to handle my drum with care Is not fair It is my drum And I let it fall to it's current condition I failed in my duty And my drum has lost it's beauty And now it sits in need of repair And I need to take better care To not expect others to be there Because they don't share The same love I have for my drum To love me is to love my drum Because without it my life is less fun But I failed in my duty to protect The drum that only I respect I have now become The same as my broken drum In need of repair And in need of better care Because had it been more important of a loss I would not be left to pay the cost My broken drum The hardest reality is neglect Failure to protect What you respect And my drum is broken because I left it in the care Of someone who did not share the fear of my drum not being here And I fear that the same shall come of me The failure to be more concerned for it's safety Because only I know how much it means to me My broken drum respect

Respecting the flesh

(AMP) Alpha Master Pimp — Thu, 29 May 2008 05:21:02 GMT

She entered my door And fell to the floor She knew that she had no clue what was in store But she new she wanted more And she lay at my feet in defeat In the position Of submission She noticed I have pretty feet. I noticed that she had sexy hands and feet too. And limber That fine young tender I could not wait to bend her In every direction As she worshiped my erection She made the right selection in her submission Her lust for a Dominant position Her servitude was her own condition I allowed her to explore my flesh with her hands and her feet This kinky little freak was not weak And she was to get more than she could seek As I answered her last question We started the session ... Respecting your fresh flesh I love your fetish of feet With warm pudding "Fresh meat, so sweet!" I love your dexterity Your limbs are so talented So are mine As I squeeze your nipples with my toes You know where your mouth goes And you have good taste and it shows As my lust grows It blows your mind To know that it's mine And I am greedy Not needy I just want to hear you plead with me to stop Because I'm not! Just because you are getting too hot? "You better give it all you got!" Because tonight we are gonna find a few new spots To explore Soil you worse than a whore And make you beg for more Of me Because your fetish is to please me And I'm nasty I do not fear being damn near ghastly Nothing to freaky to get past me Because I am gonna make your ass see My fetish is the wettest fantasy This is more than just kinky But SSC This is personally Respecting your flesh Respecting my flesh And then the session ended the warm up stage "Yes my pet, you will be my slave" Now turn that ass around and try to behave *wicked grin* I strapped her to the work out bench And began to pinch Every inch She was bound And gaged to not make a sound At least that would have the cops to come around Because I am about to get down And durty "Lawd, this aint gonna be purty" As I opened my kinky toy case I could see the fear on her face She came for pleasure and pain And she did not complain And I ravaged her senses And her only defenses Was the surprise with each sensation I gave her Only made her WETTER " I think I better get her a new box of wet wipes " *snicker* Because tonight She might Just fight For her right To find sub flight From tickle to to terror I would dare her to scream her safe word And she suffered the most intense pleasure and pain And did not complain She just drifted off to her special place With that silly spent look on her face She had did her best To find a better respect for her flesh My flesh My fetish My freaky kink That took her to the brink Until she could not think Just be Because her flesh belonged to me respect

Respecting my kind of POCs (people of colors)

(AMP) Alpha Master Pimp — Wed, 14 May 2008 19:14:00 GMT

My kind of People Of Color http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMiy8ZdZQXM&eurl=http://uk.blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-DFiee0Y0Yavp0u8Gfalrlh6kVWg-?cq=1 The people of color that I respect Know no color Know no hate Know how to co operate Know no one language Know no gossip Know how to play well with others Know my face Know my smell Know how to respect each other in Hell Know the rhythm Know the dance Know the true meaning of people of color The People Of Color I Respect Respect my color Respect each other Respect the Mother of Color You can hear that respect in every beat Not just the few you seek Just because you are a people of any color Does not mean you deserve respect for your color But it does mean that every person of every color deserves more respect than the others have gave them in return And this is the season of change And if you are not a part of it? You will be a part of it I am People Of Color I need not ask you who you are I know Do you? Malcolm X park Dum Circle NW DC (Meridian Hills Park) Drum circle every Sunday 3pm to 9pm http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=33633406 respect