Squeeze my soul to a beautiful hue of purple,
hopes and dreams of my own no longer fertile.
Hypnotizing me confused and blinded,
of only black eyes and fat lips I am reminded.
Anger that I have seen only a mere fracture,
of what you wrath holds of painful rapture.
Rape me but on the nightstand leave your payment,
drowning my soul knowing nothing to you I meant.
Tantalize me with your spun words of potion,
I idolize you-my abuser-my devotion.
