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driving nails into your heart with a hammer in hands
and you stammer as i stand above you
you plead for me to be gentle, please!
but the nails pierce your pulsing muscle with ease
and it continues to beat
but it doesn't beat the same as it did before you were through with me
m.t.
- by Morghoulie |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/11/2013 |
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