I hate your touch
I'm not charmed
Unlike the others,
I'm fully armed
I hate your voice
Its seductive purr
It fills my ears
And fuck, it hurts
I hate your strength
You hold me down
I push, I push,
but I am bound
I hate your face
My blood runs cold
I can't escape
your vicious hold
-GS
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Once Upon a Rhyme
PoesíaThis is not a poem, it's a cry for help This is not a poem if it can't be felt This is not a poem for you to tell This is my poem. This is my hell. This will be the end of me This is the sway of the willow tree This was the way that you looked at me...
