BrokenA Poem by ZailaThe destruction of pleasure Spawning its own glee A cycle of death and birth Neverending Always a continuous example of sadism
His bliss in torturing her Pain, his instrument Mutilation is his drug His affection He loves her and will kill her if he must to own her
She's broken, dispaired for him His private play thing All hope has left her, helpless His preposal Submit to his depraved addiction or be destroyed © 2008 ZailaReviews
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