Burn for you

Come back and hurt me bring some salt for my wounds, still red and raw from your deep stabbing penetrations, bleeding lovers spit and anguish, beautiful aching senses forced from your slashes across my chest, and opening my heart gushing scarlet symphonies the notes the demons gave you to play i see you everywhere and smell you even in the foulest stenches, and it floods back memories of glorious stagnant delicious distaste i shall follow you everywhere until you give me the pain that I miss, coming from a love as eternal as death and stronger than the glaring sun shining on blood of thousands of fools you have slain, and hotter than the fires that burn around the most devout heretic laughing and spitting in the face of God

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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