He says with great indifference
Three words that echo
Through my soul
And stabs me in the center
Of my heart.
My lungs are to suffer
And he keeps me breathless
With the words he kills me with.
Yet he keeps me coming for more
And it magnifies
The rhythm my breaths keep skipping.
He puts me through everything.
The pain, the torture,
The pleasure, the euphoria,
But the thing I adore the most
Is the beautiful torment
He puts me through.
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