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Come back and destroy me again .
Come back and shred me to ruinate .
Come back and tear me apart in rags .
Come back and drown me in
demon's blood ;
for if that's the only way to
feel your beautiful hands all over
my fragile demonic soul to let the
tingling last ;
crunch and break my being to pieces
inside your balled fists . .
that are adorned with those
beautifully beautiful knuckles
that when touches me runs
that current electricity ;
come back and annihilate me ,
for sweetheart , I want to be killed , and only and only by your
magnificent undying being ;
adorn me with scars by your
enchanting sinful full lips ;
for tonight I want to drench myself
in tears brimmed in my eyes
brought by your limbs ;
hurt me over and over again
till your name
doesn't escape as a loud cry
from my mouth ;
paint the pretty pain with the
magical shades of your
intoxicated insanity
on my soul and
mark me with your
excellent existence's
amazing abode ;
punish me sweetheart ,
for trying to run away from you ,
haunt me till I am at my knees
begging for your love , to you ;
the edges of your beautiful face
I trace outlines of it
in the void darkness ,
your unfathomable eyes ,
your flat nose ,
your adorable nape ,
your tiny perfectly shaped earlobes , your newly cut rough hair ,
your long knobby fingers ,
your broad shoulders ,
your boney knuckles ,
your hard yet soft skin ,
your full sinful lips ,
your gorgeous skin tone ,
your faltering strong cologne ,
your broken voice laced with malice ;
oh , you treacherous beautiful being ,
let my soul burn in your sacred fire ,
drugged by you and drunk for you ,
I no more care if I
lose my self
in loving you ,
for the ache is too
wanted by me if is felt for you ,
if is left by you ;
tame my wild soul and train it well
so that I may love you with
every single grain of my weak self .
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ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
into her phenakistoscope
Ποίηση«« when her life was at a halt , an illusion of motion was created and in her dreamlike state , her reality and her imagination met and gave her a blurred vision , her phantasmagoria took birth where her soul saw dreams of a...
