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Lock me up
Behind closed doors
Hunger in your eyes
You see my fear of what's in store
Restrain me with your whips and chains
Hold me down
And take from me what you say is yours
But remember this
I will not fucking be ignored
You can send me to an early grave
Take your pleasure from my pain
But you can be sure
We will burn side by side in hell
I will not bow my head before you
I will not worship the ground your feet have walked upon
You may be able to force yourself into me
You have my body but my mind is gone
Take my body but my mind is gone
You fucking raped me
Took everything I had left inside
You fucking raped me
Your twisted tongue
Wrapped up in all your lies
Too late to save me
Damage too deep to save my life
Torn apart
By the hate welling up inside
You'll have no satisfaction
In me fighting back
No satisfaction
Your cards are all stacked
They're all against you
And it's coming back
We're all against you
So blinded
You cannot see the cracks
You lose all sight
Thinking I'm gonna take you there
Slide my hand
Across the bed
Reaching for your cold steel
I make my stand
.........................
And now you're dead



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On Wednesday May 14th, 2008, Lipstick Whore (469) writes:
This took me from a heated sense of anticipation to shivers down my spine. Effective, powerful, damn good write.


On Wednesday May 14th, 2008, empty_remains (77) writes:
i have to agree with Lady Crescent Moon i like the axe idea best!! really deep poem few of us could put those feelings into a poem worth reading. thank you for sharing your words, pain and talent!


On Wednesday May 14th, 2008, Bunny Manic Moon (612) writes:
chilling.i love it. /Reaching for your cold steel/ a field of possibilities,....knife, gun, sword,.....axe.....^_^ (i like the last option best)



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