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Impossible

Am hiding this ache
The burning in my heart
The void you have caused
With the words of your bidding
To think of you as just but a fling
Is an impossible feeling
Save for my impossible being
To want me for you alone
Is a thorn that pierces my veins
Turning vile every moment

I should give you more!
I should be to you, more!
This thought turns me sore
With the tears I hold back;
What if I could be more
And make you a mother
Would that pay the price?
Would it be enough a prize?
would it bring you some pride?
Would it be any good surprise?
Would your love for me rise?

I hand my self over
Make me your lover
Sex me over and over
Only if you choose

Or, kill me over and over
With the heals of your shoes
Stepping on my neck
Grinding, twisting
And kicking lifeless my balls
I am not letting you go
Let me be found lifeless
At the furnace of your thighs.....
When the ambulance sirens sound.

(c)Nyasishortforms 27-12-2019.


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