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Breath
From a Fallen,
Blood
Tingles and twists my sense of reality.
The 'right'
The 'wrong'
Are these straps appealing to you?
Wrapped in leather, encased.
I am your 'princess.'
A simple kiss.
Drowsing me, tasting me
Satisfy.
Feed on me.
Only to please Master.
Does it scare you?
I am broken.
Shaded.
Unwrapped.
Twist me round again.
So I may feel.
Let me feel, as not to pray.
A simple answer is so hard to find.
Looking away, I am lost now.
Pain is,
Inducing. Twisting me.
Covered in blood, I am yours..
Was this the
Passion
You wanted?
~Josh~
Hello again everyone.
It's 11:09PM at my house right now.
After I wrote my last poem, 'Blackened, Broken..' I started to feel sad. I'm not sure why, but I did. And then I was reading up on sex crimes on Wikipedia. I'm not sure why. I'm strange that way I guess.
I apologize if my poems are too.. Wierd.
I'm just not sure what I'm feeling right now.
I hope that we're all still friends.
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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