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His flesh is so soft, yet tears like paper His eyes a color that could melt my soul And yet my love is like a fire Once we committed, my feelings have taken their toll His hands so gentle when they caress my cheek His voice so soft as he speaks kindly to me But I am a beast left untamed And despite my attempts, I can't keep it contained... So I tear into his back, bite into his flesh Mark him with all of my dark inents And even when I am ferocious and cruel He still whispers in my ear, "I love you."
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 6:13 AM UTC
My Muse
His flesh is so soft, yet tears like paper His eyes a color that could melt my soul And yet my love is like a fire Once we committed, my feelings have taken their toll His hands so gentle when they caress my cheek His voice so soft as he speaks kindly to me But I am a beast left untamed And despite my attempts, I can't keep it contained... So I tear into his back, bite into his flesh Mark him with all of my dark inents And even when I am ferocious and cruel He still whispers in my ear, "I love you."
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 6:13 AM UTC
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