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These Chains

Contributed by MG_Akela22090 on Tuesday, 16th May 2006 @ 11:48:22 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I long to know a life away from these chains. I long to feel what everyone else feels, cause this is taking over meIve become something else.
Feel me?
Feel me?
My hands running down your backmy lips on your neck. You love me, because Im so bad, but you made me what I am
You feel my teeththeyre getting sharp, drawing your blood to keep me alive. Darkness floods it all, but Im your creation, so take me and make beg.
A spiked collar around my neck and my eyes painted a pretty color. Im your whore, and I dont care anymoreYou wrap your body and your mind around me, taking me under.
My lips are red and my face is pale. I look up at you, my master. No will of my own to fight you anymore. A knife at my sidea cute reminder of those days. Dont you remember when I wanted so badly to end it all?
Give me a kiss goodnight and give me a pill to drown the dreams and visions. Say you love me one more time and let me ask you again.I want to feel you deep inside me until everything goes numb.
Such a pretty ornament Ive become. Look at me, Im your pet! Push me to my knees and kiss me again. Rub your hands all down my body and hope I dont say no.
Look deep into me, a broken soul, you own me nowtake me, teach me. Put those chains on me, because I cant feel anything anymore.
Can you feel me?
Im right here, kissing your neck, asking for more. Im sitting here, like a pretty whore, waiting for you to come to me. But you never will
I long to know a life away from these chains..a life away from all that youve made me become




Copyright © MG_Akela22090 ... [ 2006-05-16 11:48:22]
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Re: These Chains (User Rating: 1 )
by Somnium on Wednesday, 17th May 2006 @ 03:01:04 PM AEST
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Deliciously dark


Well done

Ben
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