Old Habits Die Hard

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Teeth sink into skin
Shivers run down my spine
Clench down harder to feel it better

A shaky breath escaped
The relief I'm looking for.

The indents leave their mark
Over hands and fingers

Oh, the delight of pain
Sweet, sweet bliss in the agony.

Bite the flesh again
I can feel my heart start to race
Under heated breath
I feel more alive

God, do it again.
Please.

Pleasure and pain
They meld into one
And I want more

Tear into me
Until I bleed
Make me scream
Brand it into me
I need to feel it
So I can live again

I can't get enough

Make me bear it
I will endure it
Even if it breaks
It's just what I want

Make it hurt
Make it burn
Make it sting
Make it stay

I will not repent
For the guilty hunger
Devouring my soul

All I want
All I need
Is to be allowed to feed.

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