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Feb 2015
I'm addicted to your pain
The taste of it
The feel of it
The expression on your face when I break you
The way you grit your teeth when you cry
Pretending to be strong
Feeling like less of a man
You're cold for awhile
You build up your walls
Then I break them down
With soft kisses and whispered promises
Drunken confessions about what I did wrong
I force you to love me
Crush you into submission
Until your heart is mine
To play with and shape like clay
And I'm sorry
You just make it so **** easy
And you know how I love to watch things fall apart
One Of The Tired Souls
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One Of The Tired Souls  25/F/Colorado
(25/F/Colorado)   
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   Ciara Alvarez and SPT
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