Cruel Mistress Death
“Cruel Mistress Death”
Her naked heart she bore to me
When whips and chains were placed on me
I called her name
Once
Shrill
Loud pain
But she did not stop
My punishment, demise
She cut me and I held back
My tongue to scream
But she stopped so quickly
The foul stench of her kisses
Turned me to rage
I pulled tight on the chains
Felt the rope tighten
The stool slipped fell
I died there in love and torture
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