So I guess I’m a Masochist
You spit in my mouth
call it love
Burn a cigarette
in my head
to show I’m yours
You bind me to
the bed to show
our lust
I don’t know
where I start and
you begin
We’re mixed and mashed
together
Like some baby food
But I do know
that I hurt and
you bow and I
like it that way
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