Somewhat rhymed:
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He holds me in his arms
Wrapped around tight
Covering all of my scars
The ones in which I hope to fade
He takes me hard
Not caring if die
Taking down his guard
He hopes to ruin me
He shows me his love
The everlasting truth
So soft and tender as a dove
Does he show me my worth
He makes me wither
And fall to his feet
His heart so cold and bitter
He makes me beg for mercy
Sweet nothings he whispers in my ear
Oh so calming to me
He tries to rid all the fear
That I possess inside
His eyes so foggy and ablaze
With the fire that burns within
The unquenchable want he lays
With me until he gets his desire
Thirsty for him and his holiness
But yet he waits
Standing in his stature and greatness
He waits until we are one
He never shows me freedom
To him I am his slave
I must do what he says or I will be beaten
Down under his lust filled gaze
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Stand Alone
PoetryA collection of poems that are deeply connected to my heart. They all mean the world to me. These poems are my life.
