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Masochist
I showed you every mark I made
Every cut, every bruise, every scar
You called me your little masochist
Hiding ugly things beneath pretty clothes
Weaving lies out of lovely words
I built my world around destruction
How long would you expect it to last?
But you seem to like everything that I've broken
I'm your beautiful, midnight car crash
You're the swift wind that pushes me forward
And then throws me, headfirst, through the wall
You are corruption at it's finest
Your waves always pull me under
Every single day I drown
But I am not a fighter
So I will let you hold me here
I will not push, I will not run
Bend me to your will
Break me if you must
I may be your little masochist
But you're a sadist to the core

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Wow. That's really amazing.
1 year () (Permalink)Wow. That's really amazing. Good job!
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:)
1 year () (Permalink)You are far too kind. Thank you:)
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Wow
1 year () (Permalink)I absolutely LOVE this. Like OMG.
Amazing work!
~Drink the poison when you think it's over. . . Stab yourself when you think it's too late.~
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Thank you:)
1 year () (Permalink)Thank you very much:D
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Anytime c;
1 year () (Permalink)You're very much welcome. I look forward to reading more of your lovely poetry :D
~Drink the poison when you think it's over. . . Stab yourself when you think it's too late.~
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Amazing
1 year () (Permalink)Dude, not to be a hype or anything but that poem is really amazing. I can really relate to it, and it just shows that there are people out there just like me.
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Thank you:) I'm sorry you can
1 year () (Permalink)Thank you:) I'm sorry you can relate but I'm also glad. It's always nice to know you're not alone.
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