I can’t help but smile as Concrete Blond comes on the radio.
Memories dance in my head of the Dungeon Place Podcast, Halloween parties, delicious sushi, and fucking in the public parking garage.
Happy Anniversary Lover.
I can’t help but smile as Concrete Blond comes on the radio.
Memories dance in my head of the Dungeon Place Podcast, Halloween parties, delicious sushi, and fucking in the public parking garage.
Happy Anniversary Lover.
Between the beatings
There is nothing
The moments grow
Transforming to enlightenment
Consciousness awakening
What was my sanctuary
Has become my prison
The more truthful I am
The distance between us grows
You don’t want truth
You want easy
You don’t want love
You feed on other’s pain
You’re only satiated by another’s brokenness
Lies are not my kink
The fallacies were heartbreaking
My heart tempers like steel
A sword now cutting through your facade
With every manipulation
With every malicious mind fuck
The collar becomes brittle
As the leash crumbles
You are left with nothing
Now alone
I’m born to a new resolve
You do not deserve me
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