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Of Violent Addiction in Innocence and an Inner Child
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Dark Poetry Prove it wrong
tell me I'm not the only difference here
tell them I'm no more than there.
Scratch the skin
and prove that it won't bleed.
Punture with your needles
and inject this careless portrayal of yourself.
Kiss and hold your cancerous breath at last--no cure for this disease as you penetrate.
Sink into
tell me I'm no comfort
tell them I won't feel today.
Lock away.
Tied to the bed
tell me this isn't seen
tell them I'm not beautiful.
When desacrated and stained by your weapon and hand--creatures of dark and habit.
Punture with your knife
and insert this careless blade.
Fall into your...
(Failed embrace..)
Kiss and hold my heart in your hands at last--no light for this dark as you penetrate.
Prove me wrong
tell me I'm the savoured weak
tell them I do not force a scream.
Cut it open.
Hurt me harder and take me further.
Away from the world we know we stray like beasts--monsters of our own time.
Puncture with hatred...imbed this anomosity down in me.
Kiss and hold this mutual loathing at last--no love for this lust as you penetrate.
Prove it wrong.
