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Masochistic Tendencies
By Blyss Rayne
The room is dim
Lit only by candles
On my satin-sheeted bed
Ecstacy rising
It hurts
Feel so good
Do it again
Dont stop
I feel so good
So free
Dont stop
Dont EVER stop
Oh, GOD!
The pain
Its so invigorating
So HOT
Cut my arm
Right your name
Let it bleed
I turn on the light and put down the blade
Look at the marks of my own hate
I love the pain you do not know
But I cry when I remember I was always alone...
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Copyright 2004 Taylor Hunt
Published on Wednesday, June 9, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Masochistic Tendencies"
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A former member wrote:
depressing, erotic,
I like it (hurts)...
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A former member wrote:
Wow, indeed ~ "I turn on the light and put down the blade Look at the marks of my own hate I love the pain you do not know But I cry when I remember I was always alone" ~ exquisite and saddening in a strangely enchanting way. ~ Rose.
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On Sunday, June 13, 2004, SilencedAngel
(52)
wrote:
this one reminds me of a friend of mine...i really liked this one
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On Wednesday, June 9, 2004, Clementine
(121) wrote:
canopy's suck
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On Friday, June 11, 2004, Blyss Rayne
(9) wrote:
excuse you?
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On Wednesday, June 9, 2004, Arsonick
(6) wrote:
Wow. This is incredible. I really like the last two lines. Well done.
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On Wednesday, June 9, 2004, aXe FactoR
(333) wrote:
nice write on this, saw ya profile, ur a fellow christian like me, & im also morbid,*slaps u a high five*...similar situations,hee hee, but i'm dark,dark &dark, seldom light. lol -MeL-
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On Wednesday, June 9, 2004, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
an unfourtunate realization, a well spoken poem..........well done........urban
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