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So yes I am submissive
Heart racing,
Breathing labored,
How is it that You do this to me?
What is this hold You have on my heart?
I fear when I am near You,
But I don't fear the pain
Or the intensity of the feelings
That race through my tortured mind
I fear only that I will fail You
My mind is totally Yours
I would never leave
Being apart is torture
I am like a daemon
I don't know how you do it
And I don't want to know
Pain and pleasure
All are Yours
My body obeys your will
My mind may fight
But in the end it too bends to Your will
My Soul is Yours as well
Total trust
Not blindly trusting
But choosing to trust
They call me submissive
They call me slave
Yet I am not weak
I am truly stronger than most
I am strong enough to give myself to another totally
And yet not be lost
I am not brainwashed
I am not hypnotized
And hate that you criticize
You don't know
You never will
What beauty lies
Behind the veil
Sick?
Twisted?
I choose to be free
How can being truly free be sick
How can loving and fully trusting another be twisted
So yes I choose to give my self to another
I choose to be free
For though I am bound to Them
I am freer than most
I wear my collar proudly
Do not put me down
Just cuz you wouldn't make the same choice
Doesn't mean it's wrong
So call me submissive
So call me slave
It doesn't bother me
I'll wear the title proudly to the grave
Breathing labored,
How is it that You do this to me?
What is this hold You have on my heart?
I fear when I am near You,
But I don't fear the pain
Or the intensity of the feelings
That race through my tortured mind
I fear only that I will fail You
My mind is totally Yours
I would never leave
Being apart is torture
I am like a daemon
I don't know how you do it
And I don't want to know
Pain and pleasure
All are Yours
My body obeys your will
My mind may fight
But in the end it too bends to Your will
My Soul is Yours as well
Total trust
Not blindly trusting
But choosing to trust
They call me submissive
They call me slave
Yet I am not weak
I am truly stronger than most
I am strong enough to give myself to another totally
And yet not be lost
I am not brainwashed
I am not hypnotized
And hate that you criticize
You don't know
You never will
What beauty lies
Behind the veil
Sick?
Twisted?
I choose to be free
How can being truly free be sick
How can loving and fully trusting another be twisted
So yes I choose to give my self to another
I choose to be free
For though I am bound to Them
I am freer than most
I wear my collar proudly
Do not put me down
Just cuz you wouldn't make the same choice
Doesn't mean it's wrong
So call me submissive
So call me slave
It doesn't bother me
I'll wear the title proudly to the grave
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