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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Is it for pleasure or for pain? to see what lingers in her veins. to watch it spill across her chest, cherishing the scars that are left.. it's not normal the way she begs for each incision , She silent as she feels steel on skin and blackness clouds her vision. She really wants this so what, She's "damaged". Baby in this life you play the cards that you've been handed. Like a siren sings for her lost sailor, her beauty a disguise. He found himself trapped within the hell fire of her eyes, He'd been at her mercy when he first saw her within the sheets, Begging for him to hurt her as she groveled at his feet. She was a different kind of submissive, He wouldn't have believed it had he not witnessed. She arched under the canopy the sheets a crimson red, She was exotic and alluring, Her Demons needing to be fed. She's Shivering on the bed but this time she looks too calm, that cut looks too deep... he took her in his arms. he felt sick... "baby? Are you okay?" He starts to panic her eyes closed, Chest rising slow, He wonders if she'd planned it He shook his head and knew that all of this had gone too far.. "My love?" He whispered helplessly as he stared at all of her scars.. Her pale cream skin was littered with long streaks of mutilation He shook her hard "Baby, please!" How did he give into her temptation?! How can you heal the wounded when they enjoyed the pain, Could you bring yourself to stop? When she Whispers your name....
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