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Fallen Woman
Kindness is cruelty;
I wouldn’t come back to bleed!
Let me hide from the world,
Starved of gentleness,
Baffled by romance’s lies.
Commission taken while
Second-guessing confusion.
Instinct to drop all pretense.
I’m the one left hungry,
Unfulfilled and aching,
Asking only you return.
Insatiable slut,
Whore paid in brief moments
Of peace and contentment.
Seed and scent on my lonely sheets.
At your convenience, sir.
Incomplete without you.
Love left unspoken -
I was too easy to obtain;
Likewise easy to bruise.
Ignite me; shatter me; destroy me.
fight this doubt; burn for me!
Claim me outside closed doors -
Pride in who’d stand with you.
Show me off; make them envy.
Take me home to your bed.
Ask of me anything.
Grant me exhausted slumber
After lust’s toll is paid,
Dreaming dreams I’ll never see
Of safety and security;
Waking to the best
This world has to offer.
Your actions named me Jezebel.
Trophy younger woman,
As long as I am wanted.
The encroaching sands of time
Threaten my allure.
Stability in scraps
I’m fed from my master’s table.
Lost in addiction.
You begin to understand.
My wants and my needs are few.
Explore the concept
That I might fit
In your eternity.
I wouldn’t come back to bleed!
Let me hide from the world,
Starved of gentleness,
Baffled by romance’s lies.
Commission taken while
Second-guessing confusion.
Instinct to drop all pretense.
I’m the one left hungry,
Unfulfilled and aching,
Asking only you return.
Insatiable slut,
Whore paid in brief moments
Of peace and contentment.
Seed and scent on my lonely sheets.
At your convenience, sir.
Incomplete without you.
Love left unspoken -
I was too easy to obtain;
Likewise easy to bruise.
Ignite me; shatter me; destroy me.
fight this doubt; burn for me!
Claim me outside closed doors -
Pride in who’d stand with you.
Show me off; make them envy.
Take me home to your bed.
Ask of me anything.
Grant me exhausted slumber
After lust’s toll is paid,
Dreaming dreams I’ll never see
Of safety and security;
Waking to the best
This world has to offer.
Your actions named me Jezebel.
Trophy younger woman,
As long as I am wanted.
The encroaching sands of time
Threaten my allure.
Stability in scraps
I’m fed from my master’s table.
Lost in addiction.
You begin to understand.
My wants and my needs are few.
Explore the concept
That I might fit
In your eternity.
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