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Feb 2016
Cut me, wrap your chains around my neck, I don’t mind,
You said you would set me free, if that was the only way to fix this,
All the while knowing, such words would only make me cling to you more,
Your cold eyes bore into mine when you took a step away from me and said you would never touch me intimately,
And if you cannot lay your hands upon me,
Then you would be ****** if anyone else could,
Your cryptic words, did nothing but fill me with despair.
You said your reasons were because you thought it would scare me away,
But I already know what sort of monster you are,
Have you not realised yet that I’m incapable of turning away from you..
If only your cold eyes would see, I’m here bleeding for you, longing for your touch..
Loveless
Written by
Loveless  Vatican City.
(Vatican City.)   
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