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Her wounds feel the pain of your dagger.  You do not belong to her.

Your poison is in her mouth, yet someone else is in your heart.

Her eyes trickle with hurt and frustration.  You do not see her genuineness.  You cannot.

After all, she’s a filthy slut on all 4’s.

Her actions and words display a harlot.  She sings the song you want to hear.

You, Sir, are unaware that a brilliant woman kneels before you. She knows the actuality of this circumstance.  She still invites you to repeatedly cut her soul.

Is it possible your love can be absorbed through those cuts and make it’s way to her heart?

No. Your poison is the only thing she can have.  This filthy slut on all 4’s knows.  It’s the only part of yourself that you have to offer.
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