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"I’ll be your slutty student,
your damsel in distress,
the cheerleader to your football star,
even a dominatrix.
But don’t you dare,
make me call you
Daddy."

"I closed my eyes as I drove through her town
I couldn’t bear to take it in"

"I came so close to bleeding out
That I made my peace with God"

"I think I went
too far this time
when I said I’d flay you
and use your skin against mine.
Maybe you thought
it was to be close
but I see it
as funny.

I’ll wear you inside out
and your dick up me
until it putrefies
and I die of
blood poisoning.

Suicide by dick
just to show your
irrelevance."

"I'm no longer drinking
myself to death.

Haven't been put into
a mad house

No black eyes
or a gaunt jaw

No gritted teeth.

Just bad poems

(Like this one)

And the good life.

The trade has been fair

But

I do miss the
way desperation felt

When I was looking for
it from strangers

And not the people
that I love."

"I get home, shaken,
thanking God I’m not her
as I look in the mirror,
but then I wonder
if she’s
thinking the same thing."