So many times
You broke my body
with the back of your hand...
Macerated and decimated
I shall descend from your throne
Bloody knife in hand
And empty inside
I will be not your possession
As if I ever were
And I will be not your lover
With your corpse upon the floor
© 2006 Raymond J Wright
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