You Will Play a Game with Me
Give me your hand. Let’s play a game. I will be innocent and bring out the last remnants of what was pure, naïve and wide-eyed in wonder. You can still be you. The same tempting torturer, the stuff of my own private nightmares. You will hold out your sweet delights of pain and punishment and strip me away to the bare bones of who I have become.
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