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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 04: Ruminative Relic - 2005

Tears for Her

Amaranthine Fetish

"Let go," she said
How could I
I so wanted too
Yet the tears wouldn't come
I revealed
Oh gods did I reveal
My deepest humiliation
My king of pains
Yet the tears wouldn't come
I revealed more
My revenge
My death
Suddenly
As I lay silent
She slept
Her body twitching
Mewling
I know this
She dreams of it
The bloodied hands
The gathered
I know
But still the words came
"What did those bastards do"?
Then

Then I cried

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

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