

Sadistic smileSadismSadistic smile
A sadistic smile glares up at me From my throbbing wrist The blood drips from the open wound But I do not flinch I like the pain
I’ve done this for him I often wonder if he knows I often wonder if he’d care
The new white carpet is stained But I don’t care I press my lips to the wound And feel the warm saltiness Stain my lips
I’ve done this all for him I often wonder if he knows I often wonder if he’d care
The bleeding has stopped now The pool of blood around my feet
Feels almost hot to t
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