Your whips sting
and the candles burn
Yet if I continue
I'll feel I have earned
The right to be free
From these locks and chains
Maybe even your rope
That gives me so much pain
For my wrists bare the marks
of the burns and stings
That you give me every night
But I think of no other thing
My day is filled with hate
And my nightsw with pane
but yet every night
I hope for your chains
For now I am your Slave
Do to me what u wish
For now I pray
For your punishments
Please tell me what you think
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wow, this poem seriously brought tears to my eyes,
oh yes i just have to answer you question, *am i worth it?* yeah, when i wrote that peice i was thinking back to some past events, but thankfully with help my views on life have changed xD -
wow, this poem seriously brought tears to my eyes,
oh yes i just have to answer you question, *am i worth it?* yeah, when i wrote that peice i was thinking back to some past events, but thankfully with help my views on life have changed xD
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thank you all. i am glade you find this as you do.this is for those who like bondage. (i don't but personaly have experienced)
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Yes..
Again, watch the rhyming unless it flows. This is profound though. I like the last two verses. VERY good.
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Hmmm...
A striking piece!!
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Nicely Done
i really liked the flow of this poem
the rhymes didnt appear to be forced
i did notice 1 itty bitty typo
but other than that its a great poem
welcome to AP
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nicely written. it has just the right touch and the flow is great. good work and good luck.
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