Your pleasure is no longer at my fingertips,
But rather at the edge of my box cutter
Enjoy the filthy sin while it caresses your lust
Because I will no longer be providing your pleasure
Cum still lingers on your stomach
And I suggest that this time you lick it off yourself
Stick your tongue in-between each rib
Run it down below your stomach
Until you hit bliss
Shiver with the satisfaction of knowing that
*I no longer love you*
Stamp me 'fragile'
Pretend that this knife isn't liquefying your insides
Act as if penetration was never the case here
And I know you still want this
I know you still want this...
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-Stamp me 'fragile'
Pretend that this knife isn't liquefying your insides
Act as if penetration was never the case here
And I know you still want this
I know you still want this.
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WOW. I read that and I absolutely LOVE the attitude in this poem. The whole "I'm done, and I don't care" attitude, I mean 
Brilliantly penned. I also loved your use of metaphors in this piece. Keep it up ! This was amazinggg♥
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