Walls closing in around me
In a room so dark I can't see
Strange voice in the silence
Speaking of an evil violence
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A tender caress across my skin
Seeks a perfect place to begin
Blood seeps from its gentle touch
Enough is enough is never too much
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Panting and begging for one more kiss
Then lay in peace from the nights bliss
The release I craved finally came
Thoughts are now clear and sane
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Poems and Stuff Part 2
Poetryhere's more poems just for you maybe even a ramble or two you must read at your own risk you never know whacha gonna get
