My lust
Was found living
At the end of your leash
Leaving me to wonder
if I was ever free
I needed you
And you used me
But I screamed I loved it
And let you be
Shards of glass on the floor
I swear to god I love you more
With every knife you'd twisted and tore
Its the pain you give me I adore
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC
My lust
Was found living
At the end of your leash
Leaving me to wonder
if I was ever free
I needed you
And you used me
But I screamed I loved it
And let you be
Shards of glass on the floor
I swear to god I love you more
With every knife you'd twisted and tore
Its the pain you give me I adore
