Bodily Harm 9-12-06
Why do you glare at me so?
Have I wronged you?
Do you expect me to do you wrong?
I wigh to be your friend,
But how can I without fearing,
That in any moment,
You’ll reject me,
And send me away.
Then I’ll be alone.
Alone to face the world on my own.
My Ivory Tower,
Does not give me light,
But instead mocks my sight,
With the cover of night.
In exactment a dungeon,
A torture chamber.
Bound in shackles
And use a scalpel,
As my heart is tender
And you can use nothing else.
Quick! With frightening speed,
Unlace my bodice and appetize your need,
Your hunger,
Your desire,
Light my fire.
Singe my flesh,
Burn my heart.
My blood will sate
‘till your craving comes again.
Bite me,
Lick me,
Smell me,
Taste me,
Die with me,
For I will not die for you,
Not here,
Not tonight,
Love me tender
or love me wed,
love me thist
or shall it be said,
don’t glare at me,
praise me,
and accept me.
Why do you glare at me still?
Please do not,
For I love you so.
Nay, I do not,
I do not believe in love,
‘Tis a fake fickle thing,
love can be.
For all life,
Don’t discourage me.
ViciousMakeout Community Member 
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