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The BDSM Girl
The knife cuts and the holder bleeds
All for love, but it's respect she needs
The stone eyed men foster madness
In their prey they nourish a seed of sadness
Black and blue is what they give
They care not for her soul to live
The nymph can't see colors, she craves more pain
Pleasing and pleading is her most walked lane
At night she sleeps and her bruises weep
But the cravings are wounds even more deep
Beauty stained with a Spanish whip
The beholder holds her reality's grip
She wakes in chains
Standing up to gods
Thoughts so vain
