by morgan

She wore shame as a mistress,
bruises covering soft pasty curves,
caressing her image slowly tame,

The gore kissing her thighs,
only comfort found in demise,
slowly fading,
shading the blade, hiding the shame,

binding, luring, tempting to the vain,
surrender, surrender, surrender.

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