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where are your razors for me darling?
masochistic I loved every cut
your tongue sliced my intimate places
switchblade thoughts the foreplay I crave--
from only you
only you knew me  
my weaknesses
you weren't like the others
you never fell for my manipulation
saw right through my facade
I was always naked in front of you
it amused you, my vulnerability
you sip it the finest wine
I told you once I've known you for eons
in your heart, you knew it was true
and it made you burn
you took a step back then
my blood run cold with the realization
I could hurt you
my cruel lover
who's forte was toying with me
I didn't like the game later
it became too real
all this love shit
too mundane
where passion gets lost in the laundry
where dirty fucking is replaced with making love
you had the soul of me at your fingertips
down on all fours growling like a feral dog in heat
I don't want your love
I never did
I want your hardened intentions
your hatred of what I stand for
buried deep in my self-esteem
remind me I'm a whore
and nothing more
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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