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Donn think of carnalizing Ela, 'm thy ember,
being an ember wid a womb
n born outta a womb!
Immolating Ur Ass, Incinerating thy fucking world!
I'm thy Pyrra, thy Hestia, thy Helena, Aithra n thy Neptunia too.
Walking via thy lane,
wid my bows n arrows to lash yr mean mug!!
'm thy hefty Julius Caesar,
Be my senators, I donn heed.
Be my Brutus, for I'm thy mare.
Stab thy twenty three gash,
Tho I stay Gaius,
A word slips from my puss,
Et tu brutus,
then fall thy Caesar!
If men cl'd consider erected size as their original ** size, y can't women say their breast size after a lil thrust *up* n a lil *down*
#naughtybuttybun #havefun
'm not a worm dat can be crushed by some foot,
'm not a helot to clean yr boots.
'm not a piece of meat for u to devour,
nor am I a toy for u to showcase,
'm not a butterfly who cl'd entertain u by it's beauty,
n 'm not a doggo whom u c'ld tame,
Rather, 'm a sleeky blue planet,
massive yet lean
n
lean yet massive
I shrink my world yet
-then 'm der- as vast as thy sea expanse.
I wish- Dat I could have swept my miseries off thy dais where I dance my own lyf.
I wish- Dat I could have rewritten my own story.
I wish- Dat I could have been less humane n less emotional.
I wish- Dat I could have foreseen thy people's real motive.
Then, suddenly did I realize.
Miseries brought giggles.
Past made memories.
humanity made me who 'm
emotion shaped my soul n left thy scars- a fyn true testimony of my journey
and
People taught me lessons-
Dat will' never disappear
Thanking those who made a bond wid me, n thanks for them- who initiated themself to break dat LOL!
remember- wid out u- still I breathe, lives n blinks my fucking damn eyes- eat meah!
I used to be a silent person
kinda drowned out n my own world of emotions every now n then
then u came as a friend
thou I hadn't realized thy quote *a friend turns a foe*
yr shadow left me wid wounds I can never forget of.
It's lil happiness in a never-ending misery, BUT i said *fuck off*.
N now 'm in control of my own thoughts, led by thy truth, n no longer blind.
I climbed up- thy *self-past*, to see guards wid an aura saluting me at every single phase. I was overwhelmed wid pride, as my shoulders raised n breasts- more thrust. I was sick Wid Pride-But, later did I realize- as I climbed everyone's history, dat each one of them was adorned wid thy same-same kinda guards- saluting!
My Pride Went Pale as I came to know thy uniqueness of lyf- no one is less than thy other, better shrug off thy self-*pride* n learn to accept thy reality of thy Self!!
Be thy self, thou compromise n tame yr behavior- each passing day 'd make u realize u r not thy final entity n there s more to explore!!
Cheers
The use of "Et tu, Brutus" not only anchors it in Shakespearean legacy but also transforms it into a universal lament of trust broken by those closest. The juxtaposition of strength ("Gaius") with vulnerability ("then fall thy Caesar!") adds layers of depth.
It feels like a metaphor for personal sacrifice, betrayal, and the inevitable fall that comes with misplaced trust. Beautifully written, yet haunting. Would you like to explore more emotions behind this piece or let it stand as an ode to Caesar's timeless tragedy?

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