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Rated: XGC · Other · Gothic · #1520170
I think the title says it all. I need feedback please.
Twisted Martyr





Kiss away these tears I've shed

Brush away the wounds that have bled

I need a good fight, another victory

Lay down and take it once again.

Oh how things have changed

We look back with longing

Only to be brought back to the void

I am not empty but the future is.

Hollow and alone it swirls in pixilated colors

Painting a digital scene of hope

But it is erased when we look away

I couldn't help but fear all this.

Some days I can't stop screaming

Screaming the love and commitment away.

I can't feel, I can't breathe, I won't give in

There is no confusion here, I understand it too well

This emotional fount does flow for you.

The retching hatred that you have so thoughtfully sewn

It's been pressed out by my heartfelt concern for you

Fuck me till it hurts till I bleed inside.

Take that knife and slip it in slowly I need to feel it

Yes!! Again!! God damn it harder, faster!

Take it! I want to feel anything, I want to feel you!

Don't make me beg again,

Just let me lick it up, all of it.

Why can't you see this is how it is meant to be.

You give and I take, take everything you can't handle.

Come on you can do better then that.

If you really cared you could give this to me.

I need to feel this, I have to be moved

If I could just cry in pain then maybe I still have hope

Don't you see, you hurt me and I believe I'm still alive

Otherwise I'm just a dead whore lying on the dirt

Eyes upturned to the heaven

A smile painted on once satin lips

Dreaming of the pleasure that used to be in the place of this pain.

Surrendering to the grief, the shame, the lost love,

The hurtful gazes, the harsh words, the missed chances

Just giving into the void and freezing in no ones embrace.

Please don't let me go that way.

If you love me then let me take all your pain

Let me drink your tears so that they become my own.

I'm not the object of your affection, just another toy.
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