And she cuts me again,
Like a vixen,
And I love it,
She burns me and stabs me,
And bleeds me dry,
But I beg for more,
She locks me out,
And I beg to be let in,
And when I’m in,
I ask again,
Hit me harder! Bruise my soul!
And she does,
And I smile and cry,
Forgive me, please,
But inside I burn and beg,
For all this to end,
To stop it all,
I pray she’ll stop,
I want a friend,
But I ask for pain,
And she gives me more,
More than I could ever want,
But soon,
It will end.

                                        Ktwilight

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