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Hurt Me.

Cut me deep,
for no higher purpose than
watching me bleed.


Paint me in crimson,
engrave your name upon the pattern
of fragile scars and bruises on my skin.

 

And don't mind me when I say
I won't trust you again.

It's a hollow threat.


Because i love the way you watch me
when i'm bleeding out,

writhing on the floor.

 

Your breath on my skin, it electrifies me. 
Your teeth at my throat, they terrify me.
Baby, break the vein, and take me there again.

Hurt me.

Author notes

hmmm..... this one sounds like it's about abuse, but it's not really inspired by that. just my random masochism. he wouldn't raise his hand to me if he could. =)

i want the truth, be harsh. i deserve it.

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
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  • Happy3
    October 31

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    Your breath on my skin, it electrifies me.
    Your teeth at my throat, they terrify me.
    Baby, break the vein, and take me there again.
    Hurt me!

    Each word is full of passion. You're so down to earth, baby!