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Author: Teenage Gypsy
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 06-17-05 - Updated: 06-17-05 - id:1942393

When I hear it
I see it
Violins Playing
Drums banging

Click Click Click
((Insanity))
Bows back and forth
Sticks bashing down on
Tight
Taut
Leather

Pushing me
Pushing me
Down into me
Dirtying my soul

Intruder!
I am your willing
victim

You are my
Tamborine Man
Stick your
metaphorical needle
of notes
in my blue-purple vein

Then in my hazy
euphoria
you will
((as usual))
penetrate me
and

Keep me
from being
A
Normal
((no such thing))
Being

It goes on
and on
So terribly frightened
Broken
Hanging
Men
((and participles))

Sing
Play
Ring in me

Leaving me
a little less whole

You are seducing me
Bending me
Pulling
Twisting

In agonizing
pleasure-pain
I can't breathe
My joints
are sore-loose

It can't go on
((yes it can))
It shouldn't go on
((It should go on))
I can't last this way
((I'll make you go on))

You monster
((you love me anyway))



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