I lye awake at night insomnia prevents sleep , and then he comes I embrace him , he engulfs me . I love him ,saintin my eternal lover , his passion seduces me , he does and must cause me pain, I would want it no other way , I bleed for him to the very last drop uncontrollable urges , he speeks to me and tells me to never stop until my body lays limp on the floor and my soul returns to him were it truely belongs, and my fresh corps starts to rot in the hungry earths soil, but until then it is a true loves fantisy I live for everything unholy because nothing pleases me I feed off of mine and others filthy pain until that one most faithful day when my blood rains upon him , and I feel the most luxurious pain |
Submission Name: the most luxurious pain
