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    dots Submission Name: Sweet Dreamsdots

    Author: death22881
    Elite Ratio:    5.66 - 148/95/28
    Words: 162
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       Pleasure and pain blur the barriers and things change. One can give rise to the other.

    Anyone who has ever had angry sex.
    Had a masochistic streak.
    Knows what its like to have that deep numbness and paralysis inside.

    The song Sweet Dreams(are made of these)
    is probably a nice comparison to this

    First draft.
    General thoughts and comments.

    Make the font bigger!! Double Spacing Back to recent posts.

    dotsSweet Dreamsdots

    At first I didnít understand.
    Why they would ply the knife to flesh,
    Burn the skin down to blisters.
    Twist the blade in the breast,
    Bruise the bone.

    Then I did see.
    To feel.
    Pain slices through the numbness.
    To ache.
    Taking away the breath again.
    To gasp
    See pain and wounds together not separate.

    I didnít know why you would give your flesh to another.
    To burn and pine,
    Ache and long.
    Roll and twist,
    Sin and moan together.

    Then I knew.
    Not alone
    Warmth, heat and passion.
    Not cold
    Lie for lie, body to body
    Not darkness
    Feeling something not pain but pleasure.

    Then I did.
    Pain and Pain with Pleasure to Pleasure.
    Sweet ecstasy edged with razor agony,
    Body and Body with Blood to Blood.
    Alive and Crying. Screaming.
    Pleasure and Pain,
    Body and Blood.

    Ecstasy and Agony,

    My twin Angels.

    My twin Devils.

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    ||| Comments |||
      It's such an obvious and boring thing to say.
    | Posted on 2010-01-11 00:00:00 | by Raphael | [ Reply to This ]
      lol ok the only thing I thought of after reading this is a mother to be. It was interesting...but you could make your point more clear and smoothen it up.
    | Posted on 2010-01-11 00:00:00 | by coloredstone | [ Reply to This ]
      sorry.. i couldnt understand it..i mean it seems to be a nice theme. Are you depressed... no, slashing and cutting wont help. Try this, go help and support someone who is as or more depressed than you. it will give you a lot of peace. dont waste your blood and time.

    if you are delving into mysteries of passion then i guess lust and love are very different... and masochism is not sacrifice.... it is certainly not love... because if someone hurts you too much and physically too then you can only hate them or perhaps i am confused..
    | Posted on 2010-01-11 00:00:00 | by sombreanddim | [ Reply to This ]

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