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Aug 2011
I see beauty in the grotesque;
And that's just what you are,
My dear.
Your presence engulfs me;
The pain within you
Makes me shiver.
I taste sorrow
On your lips,
I feel an urgency
In your touch,
And I see a sadness
In your eyes
That takes a hold of me
And will not let go.

I'm drawn to you
Like a moth to a flame.
I watch the emotions
Flicker across your face
As you tell me who you are
And where you've been.
I feel your pain,
And inflict some more,
As I slowly take control.
Cunt Muffin
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