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[aid] => mick
[title] => My body once proud
[time] => 2006-06-08 21:55:36
[hometext] => Why does she fight her saviour
[bodytext] => Hear my voice I scream your name You curse my mind I bear the shame Upon my brow Lines of age and pain grow deep Yet still I yearn for you Your memory I long to keep Why must you torture me so I held you in such high regard You were my world Now my soul forever scared Your tender touch Has turned to stone I long for it to return To the way I had once known Your hand held against me Used to hold me when I cried Now you cause my tears No matter how hard I have tried I thought you loved me But now I see It was never me you loved But my body I gave for free My body once proud Is scared with your travel Only now that I am near an end Has this meaning been unraveled Tell me Did you feel my pain When your butchery tortured me When you drove me insane You are my mind You are my life Your presents torments Causing emotional strife How can I love you After all you put me through How can I still love such a bastard Whose sadism I knew Why do I fight the freedom Shown to me by this saviour Given by mercy I am granted an angels favour But I only want to return to you I wish for your punishment Then your woeful apologies I beg for your judgement My angel can not help me No matter how hard I try Nothing can save me I belong to your lie KarlaMarie [comments] => 4 [counter] => 230 [topic] => 13 [informant] => KarlaMarie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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