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My rag doll
Checking you Out
dressed in bones
shredded rags
drenched in blood
dripping down
your sliced legs
not sure why
you drive me insane
your blackened eyes
nails the same
nails that hold
out for me
to carve you
and stake you
to the broken
bed frame
four post
decorated in razors
each one a symbol
of pain traced
on a body of paper
No mattress
or bed springs
only a pile of dolls
distorted and broken
to break her fall
from the pain
limbs scattered
in every direction
I will distort you
and all your friends
dressed in bones
shredded rags
drenched in blood
dripping down
your sliced legs
not sure why
you drive me insane
your blackened eyes
nails the same
nails that hold
out for me
to carve you
and stake you
to the broken
bed frame
four post
decorated in razors
each one a symbol
of pain traced
on a body of paper
No mattress
or bed springs
only a pile of dolls
distorted and broken
to break her fall
from the pain
limbs scattered
in every direction
I will distort you
and all your friends
Published 21st May 2015
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21st May 2015 2:23am
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Anonymous
26th May 2015 2:04am
Wow AS....this is.....um.....different.....no end to your talent.....impressed......xo :)
26th May 2015 2:53am
Blessed flower, definitely not one that you would find in your realm, but it pleases me all the same that you can see it as poetry and treat it with the respect it deserves, yes that is what it is, you are much like a queen. Thank you my lady
Anonymous
10th Jun 2015 1:12pm
here you remind me muchly of what jesus i. aldapuerta wrote in the eyes: "give me a cubic centimeter of
your flesh and i could give you
pain that would swallow you as
the ocean swallows a grain of
salt" ~
our bodies were not made to purely be receptacles for pleasure and you walk this balance with such sweet cruelty...
"your blackened eyes
nails the same
nails that hold out
for me to carve you
and stake you
to the broken
bed frame"
... mayhap my favourite passage ever written by you. there's a hungering betwixt those lines, both hers and yours and tastes of insatiable things
*
oh how i love this meeting of flesh [&] fantasy. the limitless sadism warms something within me, lulls a restlessness in my masochist heart...
truly enjoyed
~ k
your flesh and i could give you
pain that would swallow you as
the ocean swallows a grain of
salt" ~
our bodies were not made to purely be receptacles for pleasure and you walk this balance with such sweet cruelty...
"your blackened eyes
nails the same
nails that hold out
for me to carve you
and stake you
to the broken
bed frame"
... mayhap my favourite passage ever written by you. there's a hungering betwixt those lines, both hers and yours and tastes of insatiable things
*
oh how i love this meeting of flesh [&] fantasy. the limitless sadism warms something within me, lulls a restlessness in my masochist heart...
truly enjoyed
~ k
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4th Aug 2015 4:17am
Oh my god, a bed of broken dolls. Holy fucking evil batman! So powerful. Savage and disturbingly erotic. 💋
5th Aug 2015 00:14am
Knife of normalcy
Carves at their existence
Life of distortion
Finds them at peace
I fear niether
Only embrace
Disturbingly erotic
Yes indeed
Thank you for reading again
Carves at their existence
Life of distortion
Finds them at peace
I fear niether
Only embrace
Disturbingly erotic
Yes indeed
Thank you for reading again
