My Love
I don't like to see your tears
Not like I am any particular about your sadness
Definitely, you have your fears
But me being your greatest fear gives me joy
Seeing your tears makes me happy
I am not a sadist
But I love your sadness
I love your screams when I punch you
I love your fears when I approach you
I love your painful reactions when I rape you
When I kicked you and you kicked the bucket
I was sadly happy
Tonight, I miss you so much
That I am not comfortable with your peace of my mind in your six feet apartment
And here I am, having tortured your soul and spirit
To torture the remains of you MY LOVE
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