In my hell, I lay and wait. Unable to move Unable to think. Strapped to the bed, with no movement from me You walk in, and speak. "You would not love me independantly. Now we do it the hard way." "This is so very 'Misery' of you," I manage to say. "And oh so kinky, by they way" You smile with delight. You lay beside my defying body, not listening to a word My mind has to say, and stroke the rose and supple breasts you've been aching for. My tear ducts still work and salt water rolls down my eyes. My body, now showered by your kiss.. "You are like my Cleopatra," you state. "So let's do this the Egyptian way," Fear like no other is coursing through my veins As I see you produce an eerie needle. I make peace with myself, and say goodbye For what I will become, will not be me... Now in a cold and loving voice you say... "Time for your labodomy."Birth sign: Gemini
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