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You are a madman. And I am drunk on your attention. I slither and glide towards you. Crawling beneath your still form,. Desperate for the heat that your body openly offers.      You are a gladiator. And I a spectator in your quest for entertainment. I move to the rhythm of the lasso. I flinch and cry out. Bits of flesh tear from my skin. Small rivers of blood converge and flow.      You are the dictator. And I am your slave. I'm here to please you. Serve you with all I am. I give my body. Unhitch my soul.           I am yours but you'll never be mine.
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Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 7:54 AM UTC
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You are a madman. And I am drunk on your attention. I slither and glide towards you. Crawling beneath your still form,. Desperate for the heat that your body openly offers.      You are a gladiator. And I a spectator in your quest for entertainment. I move to the rhythm of the lasso. I flinch and cry out. Bits of flesh tear from my skin. Small rivers of blood converge and flow.      You are the dictator. And I am your slave. I'm here to please you. Serve you with all I am. I give my body. Unhitch my soul.           I am yours but you'll never be mine.
3/25/15   11:11 p.m. kinda like a continuation to Late Night Epiphany.
nikkibelle
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Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 7:54 AM UTC
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