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It seems important to say that this story does not begin in a certain place or time, but within the heart of a girl child. She was raised to believe in her own worthlessness. She had trouble mastering any skill, she was clumsy and she was not particularly attractive in any way. Even though she was aware of these flaws, the people surrounding her made sure to remind her of them every day. Soon she stopped trying to do anything correctly, since nothing of quality was expected of her anyway, an...

Darkened vines The twisted limbs Hiding places Secret spaces Touch me where no one can see Promises made Shadowed silence The leafy bower Where every hour Was marked by lustful wanting I can still feel you trace the vein Pulsed in secrecy I cherish half remembered pain I know you want me Kiss me Handsome I can still feel you feeling skin Cloak and dagger Places you have always been And will be again Touch me Handsome Hearts entwined Disheveled beings Pulse and races Darkened faces Me against ...

I am disgusted Ravenous wolves And carrion crows Who wade in their jealousy Fighting over the carcass Of someone near their end. Some disguise their intentions: “I am a helping hand,” Waiting to clean up after The body drops. “I only love you I don’t want you hurt” He’s going to die There is no getting around that At least he won’t be around To witness your free meal.

We’re in danger. So easily we could lose Everything in the stormy nature Of our foe. We mustn’t cast off the cloud But live within it’s chill Adapt to the circumstances But I can’t see you anymore And my heart is breaking For the things that were supposed to be And never were And can’t be anymore Through choice and situation Accidents in the guise of fate Choices made in ignorance Bind us to where we wander slowly I am so lost Are you happy?

There’s a woman between us. She doesn’t want you To be drawn into my trap. She knows I am tricky tricky; And she sees you Falling asleep Inside the shelter of my trees Being lost to her forever. Nothing can compare To my ravenous appetite. The world inside my arms Is addictive and hollow Empty spaces for you to shelter; Hidden from her anger. How do you feel About being seduced By my warm hungry mouth? How do you feel About losing yourself In my warm hungry hands? I can feel it in my unrest. ...