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My Promise To You

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Published: January 4, 2012
Tied where you left me
I haven't moved, mon ami
I'm right where you put me
So where could you be?

Take me by the hand
Show me the lay of the land
Sit me by a tree
Bind my arms behind me

I'm right where you left me
I am waiting for you to come see
I'm right where you sat me
So where could you be?

Cradle my face, touch my cheek
Tell me not to speak
Leave me by a tree
Don't even glance back to me

Lingering where you left me
Just like a pretty little dolly
I'm exactly where you set me
So where could you be?

Laugh at my simple mistake
Teach me real from fake
Then bind me to a tree
And just abandon me

I'm exactly where you left me
I haven't moved an inch, truly
I'm exactly where you sat me
So where could you be?

Stroke my hair
Leave me there
By our tree
Just forget me

Dying where you left me
With no reason left to breathe
I'm exactly where you left me
So what will you see
when you finally reclaim me?
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I gave you my word
Even if no one else heard
I'll still be here
So don't hesitate, my dear
After all we've seen
You're still my queen
I bend my knee to you
and that is enough to make it true

Promise Me If I tied you to a tree
Told you to stay if you love me
Would I some day return to see
Your skeleton still there for me
Or would you be like everybody
And just abandon me?

If I beat you, almost to death
But then nursed you back to health
Would you love me like your breath
Or view me as the theft to your soul wealth?

If I tied you to a tree
Begged you to never leave me
Would you still try to get free
Never wanting to be near me
Or would you wait and see
If you're the one for me?

If I broke your bones,
Struck you with stones,
Then left you alone,
Would your heart still be my home?

If I tied you to a tree
Commanded y
Yours Collar me
Brand me
Claim me

Give me meaning
Through your domination
Give me feelings
Through your sensation

Buy me
Own me
Claim me

Leave me bleeding
From your decisions
Leave me reeling
From your incisions

Shackle me
Bind me
Claim me

Make me dream
Through your lies
Make me scream
Through your ties

Deny me
Ignore me
Abandon me

Destroy my heart
Through your indifference
Make me smart
Through your silence chance

Collar me
Brand me
Claim me

Make me yours
Your toy, your friend, your lover
Make me your slave
So long as I am yours
Breathe Like You Bleed I want to feel his hands around my throat
Pressing me down until I finally choke
Prove to me that I don't need the air I breathe
Prove to me that all I really need is you to hold me
I want to feel his hands cutting off my air supply
Preventing me from telling even more lies
Prove to me that I don't need my voice to speak
Prove to me that you don't really even need me
I want to feel his hands strangling me
Protecting me from the toxins we all need
Prove to me that you can help me escape the idiocy
Prove to me that I can live somewhere above reality
I want to feel his hands around my throat
Pressing me down until I finally cease to

The collar is starting to hurt
Maybe I should quite lunging against it
But there is just something so thrilling
Even if it is just killing me quicker.
It's still not as cruel as you
<3
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reminders i carry in my hand:
dear me, you do not have a terrible heart. you do not have sad eyes and love is not a war you need to win. sometimes i feel like disappearing, but remember: we are never really alone. dear me, every now and then, you can close your eyes and still find your way. remember to breathe because you did not sink a paper boat and you are not floating underwater. you already know the answer to the question you are looking for. dear me, remember the small things, like the writing in the borders of pages. see the things that everyone else misses. listen to your thoughts and then lose yourself. dear me, laugh until it makes you cry. see
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I love your poetry very much. Lately I have had no spark of inspiration to do any writing... This is tragic as I once had a way with words...
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Thank you so much.
Sympathy. Try rereading some of your own works. That is what has been inspiring me lately.
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Hm maybe I'll try that.
what I found to be odd was that no sooner do I say I was in a rut of not beibng able to write much, words just spilled out of my pencil during pre calc today. I may or may not upload either of those however...
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xD Our muses tend to spite us. Every time I swear my writing is gone, it comes bursting out of me, creating works that are at least passable.xD
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The pure and utter irony of it all - w-
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x3 Ja, but as is life~
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More sadistic/masochistic poetry~ :dummy:
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xD Always for you~ :P
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@_@ FRAK THATS DEPRESSING! I love it so much though, love it love it love it love it..... makes...me...think of our characters >_> *cough cough conrad cough* XD it's so....pretty.
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x3 Oddly, I didn't think depressing, so much as forlorn longing....which sooo fits them. x3 Merlin and Conrad's relationship is my favorite, though Otto and Warui constantly wreck that. xD
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owo I need to frekin replyyyy *whines* >_> rehbrehrherberebhrebh XD
They use to be my favorite but now Sherlock and Marcus are wrecking it.
Otto and Warui haven't had enough time lately so they can't wreck it for me atm.
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You doooo *whinenuzzlewhine*
xD Merlin and Conrad have a special place in my heart at the moment, just because...but Sherlock and Marcus...we need to RP them via chat soon. I miss them. >w< Marcus is also being a brat in my head.
They haven't, though the mental image of them dancing together almost did for me. xD
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I admit them dancing together has my heart in a flutter... in the ballroom that has cobwebs everywhere, forsaken for some reason. Old champagn bottles littering the floor, an old radio turned to some station for them, imagining what it would be like to be at an actual ball...
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Yush, it is in the very back of the house, one of the unused wings. Amelia used to hold court there, so Jason can't stand to go in there. Some of the bottles are smashed and catch the light, dappling their young faces with flickers of green, blue, purple, and red. <3333333333333
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gahhhh we gotta write this, it sounds so gorgeous so beautiful so amazing!!!!!
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We do~ We should have the two of them wake up and sneak off. Like, they know something bad is going to happen soon, so they just want a moment, need a moment, to get away before it does.
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MelancholicDripsStudent General Artist
Your poetry is always so incredible. So deep :aww::heart: love it.
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Thank you so much. ^^
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MelancholicDripsStudent General Artist
My pleasure as always! :D You definitely need to give your own work way more credit. :D:D:hug:
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>///> My work tends to be iffy. Like there isn't much flow with this one. Thank you though. :3 :hug:
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NU. It is always brilliance! :D
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BoekBindBoetiekProfessional Artisan Crafter
I still don't know where you get the inspiration to write this, but i'm in love with this particular poem series of yours! :)
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Inspiration mixed with symbolism~ ^^ I'm really glad to hear that. :3 I think this is my second favorite series of my poems~
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:D
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