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Feb 2014
I wonder if she ever appears in the sweetest of your dreams, kissing you softly;
I wonder if you think of her when dishonest words about your love for me splurge and leak from your mouth;
I wonder if the delicious taste of her mouth lingers on the tip of your tongue after we make love;
I wonder if the soft touch of her skin ever meets your hands when I'm not around;
I wonder if I'm there for the company, but she is there for your satisfaction;
I wonder if the curve of her smile is as crooked as your betrayal;

I wonder....

I wonder if I ever appear in your nightmares, ripping away at your flesh and devouring your vital organs;
I wonder if you think of me while her pleasured screams fill your ears as you're ******* her, and your mind tricks you to see my corpse as her body;
I wonder if the bitter taste of my broken heart ever lands on your taste buds when you taste blood;
I wonder if my cold, pale skin ever frightens you when I enter your nightmares and shackle you to death;
I wonder if the mutilated, crushed arc of your back is as wicked as my mind;


I wonder....
I think I'm too sadistic for this site.
Dahlia
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Dahlia  26/F/Canada
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