Monday, October 18, 2010

Start Bleeding... Stop Breathing

I long for something exciting. 
I want another adventure.
I need some relief.

Make me into what you need.
Cut into me and take out what you want.
Satisfy your greed. 

I am weak. 
I am crippled.
My body nothing more then a sheet in the breeze. 
Fragile. 

Consume me and make me complete. 

Let me please you.
Soothe the addiction. 

Welcome to the slaughter. 
It's your craving.

Bind. Torture. Kill. 

My blood...Your ecstasy.
My pain...Your fantasy.

On my knees, 
-J.C.

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