Virgin to Heart Break

Sometimes, in foolishness I regress back to times, when I danced alongside someone who was so selfish that they were able to steal enough joy from everyone around them to share it with me. I did not realize at the time that this is what we were doing. I was foolish, and spellbound by this creature who like a sprite danced through life with glitter flying off his arms in drops that at the time looked like sparkles but were really coins covered in blood of his enemies and captivated souls. He sought to gain nothing but intoxication, so he was at first intoxicated by the consuming of me. I was new, and I heaped on him mountains of praise for the ways that we spent days in a perpetual haze in a drug induced craze for each other.

But also for the ever crying call of the best and most intoxicating thing.

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Feed me. whore.

My misery sat.

And ate.

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Feed me whore.

Feed me more.

I am your disease

I am pleased to seize your

Knees and make you bend

And sway till I get my way.