The arch scheme of devilry became enthroned
The hour I embraced your lust
Dragons now roam the land of my body
This is the sad story of the heroine and the villain.
Hateful foes singing a duet
The throes of death mimicking the dance of life
The deaf and the blind doing the tango
The miserable trying to comfort the selfish.
My body continues to serve you without serving me
You get high and I am left dry
When your ecstasy speaks, my misery peaks
He wants this story to end when the heroine dies.
As the tree bows to let the winds pass
My body bends, to allow your hurricane storm through
Raping fruits and blossoms as it rages on
A climax of wickedness the end of it all.
My heaving heart weeps
The mounds sore like oranges pinched by street urchins
Scratches and scars etched all over me
You want this story to end with the heroine dead.
Lunch was over before I got to the table
Desert deserted me, leaving nothing to feed on
I drank my tears one drop at a time
This is not a story of sorrow that ends when the heroine dies.
You can own my body, it is all flesh
But what I have not given, you cannot receive
What is not available is not obtainable
The me you have never known, you will never have.
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