Nowhere for You to Go
I love how you shed your tears,
exposing to me all your fears.
I love how you beg and plead,
ignoring the gashes where you bleed.
I love how you struggle and fight,
I've always admired a girl who can fight.
I love your plump pouts,
screaming sweet noise as you shout.
I love how smooth your skin is,
blossoming rubies with every slit.
I love how your eyes glisten,
revealing hope that someone will listen.
I love how you cower,
like a small animal about to be devoured.
I love how you fight with your last breath,
ignoring the fear of approaching death.
I love how you think,
you can get away fom me.
I love how I know,
there's nowhere for you to go...
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