In My Hand
Be mine, until I butcher thine.
Be mine, till death do us part... literally.
Be mine, you are to die.
Your flesh is my gift... tastefully.
Blood red roses, just for you.
Till death do us part, forever true.
In my dungeon, your heart, my bloody possession.
Eternal love, in my chains, gilded cage.
My name is Obsession.
A missing story page.
She tried like a wolverine to claw her way out.
Instead, I now hold a piece of her close to my soul.
Copyright © Brandon Michael | Year Posted 2025
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