My Demons Love You

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There is an absence of air surrounding you, I hold my breath.

My soul recoils from you yet my arms reach out.

Your wounds never heal...your blood is thick between my toes, I can smell you like a bitch in heat.

Your hands are so pretty, your face so stark.

Desire lingers as an aftertaste in my mouth.

My heart tells me to have empathy but my hands say tie him down.

Your demons stare at me through the windows of your eyes, baring their teeth as I tighten the buckles.

I cry as I beat you...I cum as you cry.

Releasing you with the promise to fear you again in the morning, I walk away feeling dirty but satisfied.

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