sidewinder dark moon
backstabbing deep wound
you mock me all too soon
turntable back spin
flipflapper north wind
you named me my own doom
ferris wheel standstill
carnival wild thrill
you led me to your room
deep gasping fore play
flesh grasping ballet
you bathed me in perfume
day breaking regret
no way to forget
you pushed me out the door
and sunlight burns
more than your scorn.
The last two lines are wonderful!
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