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Pain slut

Love has taken my heart,
right to the grave.

Where I'll always be tortured,
hurt, and enslaved.

The chains on my neck,
keep me bound to this floor,

Screaming,' Please beat me, Mommy I'm torn.

What a sick little masochist,
I've turned out to be.

Happy content with,
this love you show me.

The devil takes notes,
as he stands by my side,

You're. A sick fucking man,
Wade, the devil replied.

Why must I like,
this feeling of pain?

Are you showing me love,
in your tortures ways?

Keeping me here
all tied to the wall.

I'd rather have sick love,
then no love at all..

By darkheartmagic

© 2011 darkheartmagic (All rights reserved)
Written by darkheartmagic
Published | Edited 29th Jul 2013
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