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I can't surrender myself to you
For I'm afraid of the things you'll put me through.
The permission I'll absently grant you.
I know I can't trust that smile.
Your fangs glimmer in the candlelight.
I feel ectasy burning inside.
You're the erotic pleasure I seek.
But afterwards, I'll be just as empty.


Illusionist.
Magician.
Liar and friend.
I'm falling away from my common sense.
Being played with and bent.
Used and bruised, discarded yet kept.


One word of advice I'll give you,
is that you better break me so bad that I can't come crawling back to you.



Yet you keep me locked away, you separate me for days.
I keep praying to the Gods to forgive me of my ways.
Until you find me....
In my state of fagmented hope,
itching desire needing to be provoked.
There you wound me again.
Deal me a hand that I can win with.
I love you so much, but your just a lust.
You play with me and than go back to some else.
If your going to break me, than I better be yours!
If not you better break me so bad, I cant even think of you!


One word of advice I'll give you
is that you better break me so bad that I can't come crawling back to you.
Because if I do, I may just end up crushing you.


Don't doubt the things I can do.
I wont relapse back into you
I'll own you.
I'll control you.
I might just even
kill you.....


I'm not a sex addict.
I'm just battling between my religion and sexual desires...
Ok... I sound insane...
I'm known as the metal-head.
I talk about sex because I'm violent.
So, this may shock some and arouse others...
Like you, Neko... heart heart heart heart heart