Burn me. Cut me. I want to pay for this--
Bad judgment, lack of strength--I've been remiss.
As long as I've known you, I've let you take.
So bring me pain. Drag me to the abyss.
Till now, your torture's been a piece of cake;
There is a lot more effort you could make.
Pull apart my flesh. Yank away my soul.
Tear out my heart. Don't even leave a hole.
Lie to me till my brain loses its grip--
Prisoner to madness, no hope of parole.
Put me on thin ice, then force me to slip.
I deserve all this and more cruelty
Since I've made your values and reason flip.
I love you. And you think you should love me.
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