Trust
You want me naked,
You need bare and stripped down,
You want to see everything,
Every blemish or boil.
Spit on my skin,
Tie my hands behind my back,
Pacify me with your dirty names,
Make me scream if you can;
I'll never be yours to keep.
To see you naked;
To bite,
To scratch,
To choke,
I'll make you scream,
I'm not in this for keeps.
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