I’ve always been one to enjoy the burn
But this
This is a new level
Of salt in the wound
You are cold to the touch
Leaving blisters
Where you grab my wrist
And pin me down
The longer you stay
The longer I scream
Until the pain is numb
And I do not feel enough
To need you to leave
You burn me anyway
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
I’ve always been one to enjoy the burn
But this
This is a new level
Of salt in the wound
You are cold to the touch
Leaving blisters
Where you grab my wrist
And pin me down
The longer you stay
The longer I scream
Until the pain is numb
And I do not feel enough
To need you to leave
You burn me anyway
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