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Author: Brooke Monroe
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Romance - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-21-05 - Updated: 09-21-05 - id:2011932

Exquisite torture

Numbing pain

You call my name

On your lips it is a joy

It is a mark

Of your ownership of me

The control you hold

I am putty in your hands

A child’s toy

A lock too easy to break

You call to me and I’m there

Wherever you say

Whatever you say

Then you’re gone

And my name is not heard

From others it is plain

From you a diamond

You are not there to say it

No one to feed my desire

Painless, blameless, fearless, loveless

I need you to cut my heart

So I know I bleed

Make me cry

So I know I feel

Make me die

So I know I was here

Without you to crush me

There is nothing



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