Your love is agony
Your hand in mine withers my life away
Your sexual urges sicken me
When you touched me the fear spreads from the point of contact
Sending me into the place I escaped to in my mind as a kid
Going trough the action that where burned into my body
Watching myself lick and thrust forcing back tears
When its over and I return to myself shaking in your arms my warmth returns
The only contact I can still stand she never hugged me because it shows love
She had no soul to love with
She took many thing from me but not my love
I love you
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- Desperation - Tear Yourself Apart by Lord Apathy.
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"Your love is agony"
I really like that line. A great way to start of the piece.
This reads like an abuse poem, but it seems to me that the abusing was done by a female, or at least the desperation was caused by one. I liked how at the end you started purposely leaving out punctuation to create intentional run-ons. It added a very anxious feel to the piece. Good work, good emotion here.
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