The trials of love. Sometimes they can tear you apart, transform you... You wake up after the full moon with blood all over you. And you just can't re..
Satin fabric... wrap my hands, wrap my mouth.You know you want too.To own someoneWhat would you do?No restrictions...And youspit in my face, nothing.Y..
I don't write poetry...They spell Me,Theylead meto themselves,They are myteachers...Obediently lying down undermy mind,Theycarry wordsfrom somewhere ...
I like to faint with painAnd feel the weakness in the bodyI don't have that will powerSo I can rebel against youYou are proud, strong, beautiful, calm..
You asked me to be your nurse.To stitch your scars.ButI am still trying to stitchmine.Youdecide to cauterizeinstead.Risingfrom the flames of my desire..