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Apr 2012
Iron chains rub my skin raw,
Keeping me safe.
From what? Help;
Pulling me down,
Keeping me down.


Teach me to bleed,
Rich, thick, red.
Scarlet for lust,
Scarlet for love.
Scarlet for the pain,
For the burns left by your fingers,
So indirectly, free from blame.


I can be better,
I can bleed better.

Open me,
Enter me.
I can bleed better.

Push me down,
Gag me.
I can bleed better.

Hurt me,
I am begging - help, wait;
Give me more,
Give me everything.
Teach me to bleed for you.
Wait, stop;
No more.

Force me down,
Smother me.  
Please,
Teach me to bleed for you.
*No more.
Sarah Williams
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