S&M
By kissofdeath
Alone in this room,
could I possibly be,
making me stand in the corner,
was I too naughty?
The scratches, and bruises all covered in me
do it again I promise to scream.
I like it when your mad, and you hate at me,
I hate it when your nice, and so sexy!
I want to see tears pouring from your eyes I wont be happy until you
meet your demise.
Could I make you angry for all eternity?
tell me a way, I must be free, free from your kiss that locks me down,
free from the touch that makes me a hound,
Free from the smile that you use everyday,
free from the lies I heard that may!
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Copyright 2003 kissofdeath
Published on Wednesday, September 24, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "S&M"
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On Saturday, September 27, 2003, Johny_D_Lewis
(467) wrote:
mmm...beat me, rip my skin off with your nells...free the real me...kept chained in this body...this empty shell...good write
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On Wednesday, September 24, 2003, Dancing_Monkey
(1228) wrote:
What the fuck.....!
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On Wednesday, September 24, 2003, SilentStalker
(1047) wrote:
Interesting. I tell everyone I'm a masochist...haven't really found out if it's true, though...any volunteers out there...?