Kill yourself, my dear.
Let me know you’re hurting.
Let me know you still care.
That this eats you up inside.
Or else, kill me, my dear.
Attack me for leaving.
Punch me, kick me, stab me.
Let me know you feel.
Do it for me, my dear.
As I run from the sight
Of his dick in your ass
Of your face in delight.
Please hate me, my dear.
Respond to me, my dear.
Let me know that you still care
That this was a little stray.
Help me to feel, my dear.
Beg to take me back
Cry in your room
Leave pleading messages.
For right now, my dear.
I can not feel, my dear.
I can only see the wave of lust
That look in your eyes
And feel replaced.
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