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Words from a Masochist

I love how he slapped me
with words of sharpened edge.
Inches by inches,
the shattered edge scrapes my skin.
Second by second,
I feel ecstasy in wound
Yeah, I taste heaven while experiencing hell.

Scape? No!
This is my happiest moment in forever.
My eyes were dry.
I loss my tears.
I'll be here for lifetime
living in the place where he left me
dumb and broken.

"Move on !" says the coward. 
"I need pain," I replied.
Pain won't leave me
but people do.
Pain won't pretend to love me
but human will do.
Pain won't earn my trust and break it
but men will do.

Pain won't say it loves me then forget it
but a man can.
— Oh, I love you, pain!

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