EX-
By Savannah
Kill my soul with words of hate
Black my eyes with fists of rage
Slice my wrists with razor blades
Charm me with your evil ways
Mark me for the world to see
Tie me up, take what you need
Do what you want, then leave me be
To close my eyes, dream to be free
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Copyright 2004 Savannah
Published on Sunday, June 6, 2004.
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On Tuesday, April 6, 2010, HeadpatSlut
(257) wrote:
This is amazing, for the first time in a while, though I haven't myself been abused, I could feel my heart open with every line here, it's a nice refreshment form the ordinary, thanks for the write.
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On Tuesday, September 28, 2004, DarkWolf
(415) wrote:
Torture - is the memory of the last glance into the face of one we loved, so dear, and so gone... I hope you dream.. and I hope you are free. -Michael
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A former member wrote:
this is like...well, hell.