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Jan 2010
**** me.
Oh..yes...you..did!
****** me in a bed.
One woven of lies.
Riding me in a handsome mask,
all the while it was the toad
that sprayed me with its slime.

You held my throat,
Made me swallow all the deceit.
Suffocated me with what you called
- devotion.
Caresses hiding violent wishes.
Beating me.
******* me.
For batter or worse.
All you got was the ***** of
- I love you *******.

I want to cut the mask from your head - toad.
Tear the skin from your skull.
You are the phantom of 'love'.
Staining me with your *****.

Well, now only your ugly heart
is the only part of you that will
make me choke..
Victoria Reese
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Victoria Reese
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