Algophilist Poem by Crimson Love
Algophilist
The joys of pain pierce beautiful pleasure,
among such sado-maso, is the love of pain,
A masochisitc love of digusting displeasure,
Stabbed upon the heart of a sadist are the words of the empty pains,
They cut the wrists of their own, just to feel like they have such a home,
They Hurt to feel something.... they pain themselves to know what life is,
In the end, they can never sate there thirst for hurt.
I love the dark beauty of this poem. It describes the sado-masocists perfectly.
The 4th line of this short piece is pure class. Beautiful work, piercing words combined with analytical thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:17:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
They hurt to feel something, they pain themselves to feel what life is. This is great! We are all masochists sometimes in our life. Not escaping out of a bad situation, is like slitting your wrists with a blunt knife. Fools' blood are red, dripping freely on those who hold the knife...