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Sweet Sadist, Marry Me (The Masochist's Plea)

A split in the seams means you love me
Ripping a stitch is a rose
You tear out a vein
Leave me with my pain
Use my blood as ink for your prose

‘cause kindness is so overrated
And cruelty is always unsung
My life is for you
Our pleasures are true
Anguish is your mother tongue

The worst is still stretched far before us
And we hurt in the best of ways
Cracks in all my bones
At least I’m not alone
I ache for you, my end of days

Lay the barrel to rest on my temple
Trigger happy, having your fun
Without one guilty pang
I’ll go out with a bang
Nothing like a lover with a gun

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Comments

i think i was shooting for a bit of symbolism with the rose thing; roses = love, stuff like that. but yes, i see where you're going. i will take a look at it, and maybe i'll use your suggestion! good to be read by you again :)
thanks,
mag

author comment

Yowks. Very exciting this.

Ann

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

i think we may all agree i'm going a little bit bonkers. but who says that's a bad thing? :)
thanks,
mag

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A little bonkers is a good thing...?

Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

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