This is about. . .torture

I dare you to stand
As I cut your knee
Reach for safe land
As I pity your flee

Wipe away tears
As I bathe in blood
I relish your fears
A deadly sick flood

You kiss my hand
But I feel no shame
On my gleaming band
You've yourself to blame

Scream while no one hears
Sweat sticks like mud
I return your leers
But keep the blood

Submitted: March 06, 2012

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Very nice :)

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