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Pain~

By M. Jay Mansfield

I wish that I could still love you
But the pain it makes me mean
Wish that I could hold you
But I know you’d only scream

After all the years I’d love see you
And I know just what it would mean
To love your face a second glance
Knowing that you’re all you seem

I know you are everything that you claim
You are my special goddess my sweet bringer of pain

I know that you are pretty to the point of obscene
I know that you could live forever in my screams……

I wish that I could still love you
But the pain it makes me mean
I hurt inside till my soul it bleeds
I’d wanna hold you but it couldn’t be so clean

I wish that I could still love you
But the pain it makes me mean
Makes me wanna hurt a bit like you
Makes me wanna hear the scream
I wish that I could still love you
But the pain it makes me mean
The pain it makes me mean
Loving you hurts like the needles in my veins
It makes me mean…
Wanting you…
So sweetly obscene
Hurting…for you….
The pain…it makes…me….
Mean

©12-08-08 MJMansfield aka ~FireEagle~


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