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The Price Of Pleasure
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To The Limit PM
A melancholy love song about how opening yourself to another can ultimately hurt both of you.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 182 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-27-02 - id: 1035624
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A passionate surrender
And I give myself to you
My existence is meaningless
Unless I am connected to you
To your emotions, I feel like
I have no more reason to live
Existence is futile until
I've given all I have to give

Your blood is on my hands

I opened my very being
And let you see me
As I'd never let anyone else
I let you see me, completely
I let you see my weakness
My compassion, my emotions
And I felt as we were one
Together in that moment

Your blood is on my hands
And I am so vulnerable

We connected and we bled together
Our pain as one, our pain the same
I wanted to be there forever
I never wanted to cause you so much pain

And I caused you so much pain
Though I felt so deep in you
I asked myself if pain
Is the price we pay for pleasure

Your blood is on my hands
And I am so vulnerable
And so deep in love
So deep in love with you
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