Friday, July 18, 2014

2000
test of my love

Can I rip you wide open
screaming with black rage
 pouring forth the fire of your soul
 the pain that Sears the slain
 joy of a good strike
 nagging, impaling, on your instruments of desire
 each welt bringing hot burning
 sulfur flesh to the edge 
suffering the test of my love
hard I am
 let me press you are limits
  bring tears to your eyes
 let me penetration  you
 see if I can break your pride
  humiliate, you love you, bring your blush

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