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My pain
Is the stimulation to your soul
It completes your physical existence
It makes you whole
You touch my heart with hands
That feel like blades
I try to take a stand
But there is no escape
My heart bleeds on the floor
Look at the mess I've made
You lick my wounds once more
For a moment I'm not afraid
Drops of my love drip
You smile softly at the taste
And lick your lips
To make sure none goes to waste
It is then that you take me
At my most vulnerable state
Because my body is the way we
Can have all of our thoughts erased
With your pen you draw pictures of
Things I can't help but create with you
Visions of our precious love
Decorate the walls of this room
Holding me as tight as you can
I'm so ready for your fill
I hate to want it but I understand
That I always will
Because I like what you make me see...
Even if it hurts me.
And I know
That it always will
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