twistednpierced
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Have you ever seen your heart? Had somone rip it out and crush it as they toss it aside? I gave mine to him He who proved that my hearts every beat was a priviledge in my exhistance To give completely, To sacrifice all that I stand for Hes gental squeezes circulate the blood though my veins At any moment he could stop..... leaving you lifeless.....but you trust..... To have trust.... real trust..... To know that every lick from the whip can take you further into space That one slip of the blade... cut too deep.... can end it all You say you trust.......But do you? Then why do you struggle when puts his hands around your neck? When he cuts off your air and you start to spin What if this is the one time he holds on just a second too long.... Doesnt give you taht quenching gasp to forfill the agony thats built inside..... You squirm, fight against him, so he knows you need to breath? Like he forgot? Instead he holds just a bit longer....everything gets fuzzy and starts to grow dark You hear the crack, and feel teh whip slice through your skin. You realize its you holding your breath..... that gasp of air.... in anticipation for the next crack It hits... you realize that the struggle wasnt with him It was to avoid the licks that the tail leaves welting on your skin Breathing you realize breathing is also a privledge You dont stuggle from his grasp...you two have grown on honor and trust Each waking day you chose to give your heart....as gental and fragle as it may be.... To another to control the waking of your life.[/center][/font]
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