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Sep 2020
Your Love
it is the equivalent
of hate.

Your Hate
it is the equivalent
of a ******.

Your Anger
it is the equivalent
of lust.

so scratch me
bite me
rake your nails down my back.

and then moan
cry out
your legs are shaking.

Maybe I'll bruise you
whip you
and make you beg for mercy.

Don't get me wrong...
I love you.
Need you.
Want you.
I will never let you go.

You cannot escape me
You will not escape me
You shouldn't want to...

I Love how you make feel
And how I make you feel
Scared.
Abused.
Loved.
Hated.
Needed.
Wanted.
Used.

So say my name,
And I'll never let you leave.
So yeah, this sums up my current *** life. Inspired by Deadwood Jawn's poetry ;)
Battery
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Battery  15/F
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