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i want you, sprawled out on the bed and begging me to return. pushing my hair back, so you can admire my face. i want him, so i can dig my fingernails deep into the skin on his arms, until he screams and bleeds, until i reach the bone. for tempting you. for making you think that you wanted any more than me. i want you here, so i can fold the blanket that rests in the atmosphere which we call the sky, and place it around your shoulders. i want him here, so i can put him in an electric chair and pull out his fingernails one by one, and my sadistic hollow shell can laugh.
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 11:26 PM UTC
thoughts i have not thought about thinking in a long while
i want you, sprawled out on the bed and begging me to return. pushing my hair back, so you can admire my face. i want him, so i can dig my fingernails deep into the skin on his arms, until he screams and bleeds, until i reach the bone. for tempting you. for making you think that you wanted any more than me. i want you here, so i can fold the blanket that rests in the atmosphere which we call the sky, and place it around your shoulders. i want him here, so i can put him in an electric chair and pull out his fingernails one by one, and my sadistic hollow shell can laugh.
i don't know anything about poetry formats oh my gosh
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Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 11:26 PM UTC
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