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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Forced to Face the Mirror I kneel before my master and rub my cheek upon his thigh; I know what comes next; I won't allow myself to cry. He tells me to stand up now, and as always, I obey; He twists my arms behind my back, and then he leads the way. He stands me before my reflection, my mortal enemy; Bruised, broken, and naked, she stares back out at me. I beg him "Please don't do this." He kisses me on the cheek; Then he turns my head to face her, this woman, scared and weak. Her body is not perfect, there are scars and deep, dark lines; He appears not to notice and rubs his fingers up my spine. He stares at my reflection til I can't stand it anymore; So I try to turn around and slink down to the floor. He catches me and lifts me up, forcing me to stand; Then gently holds me by the throat with his strong and calloused hand. He forces me to watch as he slowly drinks me in; With nothing but his eyes, he caresses my skin. I think I hear the slightest moan escaping with his breath; The thought that he's enjoying this is like a silent death. I feel his face come near my neck, he inhales my scent and soul; His lips graze my shoulder, and I almost lose control. Why will he not touch me? Does he dislike what he sees? I can make him happy if he'd just allow me to my knees! My body and mind are screaming, I need his reassuring touch; But he won't lay a finger on me, just watches... It's too much! I squeeze my eyes together. "Don't let him see you cry!" His voice cuts through the haze, the words a lullaby. "It's okay, my darling. Give to me your tears." "I will lick them from your cheeks, and kiss away your fears."
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