Tainted lips
Which have my mouth
Roving hands
Leave me uncouth

Unknown sweat
Which clutches my skin
A burning desire
Begs to be let in

My own thoughts
Brutally stripped
From my mind
Untimely ripped

A broken body
Weeps for release
These are my cries
Bring me my peace

Skin sucked
A black tongue roams
I wish not to be
A victim of moans

The same movement
The same game
In a constant time
None of it tame

Wrists bound
By strong, rough hands
The same nightmare
Over again

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