Your mouth captures mineAs the dagger grinds my heart
Not softly but with swift thrusts you take my last breath
Over and over again
Intoxication of your touch numbs the truth from my mind
But not the torture of my body
Forcing the bottle down my throat
You don't want me sober
You peak at the pain I feel with each strike
Naked and hanging on with raw fingertips
You grin at my weakness
Licking the tears and the sweat from my frame
Thick rope choking my breasts and neck
I pretend it doesn't burn when you know I can't breathe
Don't you know what you do?
You are killing me
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