I'm causing a riot in your soul
You're twisted like me
And you don't want to be whole
Tear you down to see you smile with glee
You like the way it hurts
It's plain to see
I open the doors and let you go free
But you fall to the floor
Wanting to stay by me
I drag you along with a grasp on your lead
You feel the joy blow
At the stinging graze in your knees
You leave a trail of blood like wounded prey
But the willing slave
Will always stay
Talking down to you like a child
Fucking you like a whore
No matter how brutal,
You always want more.
Follow my steps, one and two.
Wearing nothing but high heeled shoes.
You want it degrading
You want to feel the pain
You dont want good loving
You want me to drive you insane
So beg me nicely and get on your knees
I'll get a hold of your beautiful disease.
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Darkest Days|| Poetry and Prose
कविताIt's all in the title. Second book of poetry and Prose as the other was getting a little full.
