Was it not I that felt kindness towards your stubborn brutality?
Was it not I that grazed,
surrendering to your lonely touch
Each kiss so forbidden that my body curls to the thought
Trembling to taste such power,
something so unknown
I can barely breathe
You're just a man you say as feet step on broken glass
and behind it all?
bound to your merciless love
There's just a girl
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