Kiss away my tears; lick them from my cheeks,
You seem to like me better when I cry.
Close your eyes and enjoy the bitterness,
Of every tear I shed for you.
Caress my bruises, make them hurt from gentle hands this time,
You seem to like me better when I hurt.
Close your eyes and kiss every soft spot you’ve made,
For every look you didn’t approve.
Embrace my bloody mouth, drink me in.
You seem to like me better when I bleed.
Taste the sweetness of my life you steal.
You seem to like me better when I die.
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