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  • Writer's pictureAutumn Isobel Smith


I want to feel

That razor’s edge of your smile

Cutting through my flesh.

I want to feel

That cold thrill in my spine

As your fingers rip across my back.

I want to feel

Your body on mine

Make me tremble

Make me bleed

I want your pain.

I want to feel

The dull drumbeat in my skin

While I’m watching your hand return to my waist.

Bite down

Squeeze harder

Push me to your limits

I know I won’t break.

I want to feel

The blood in my veins

Inside or outside

It doesn’t make a difference.

Hold me down

Press me to the wall

Don’t let me escape

Until you’ve had your fill.

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