Scandichck
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It's so quiet and dark in my house.
I could count how many times my heart beats every minute, every hour..
But I'm not counting.
Instead I'm sitting here..
Thinking of you.
My Master, my owner, my pride.
The room is so cold and dark.
Just as cold and dark as I feel inside when thoughts of insecurety shoots through my mind and body.
I'm scared of you not wanting me.
I'm scared of feeling lost in space if you deside to untie the knots that keep me close to you.
I have given myself to you.
It hurts me when I'm disappointing you.
I want to make you proud. Please you...
I'm wiping out my own boundries for you.
With you there are no limits. There is nothing I wont do.
And in that I'm trusting you with everything.
I knew it the first time I saw you.
It struck me like a lightening from a clear sky.
You stood out of the crowd.. So vital, so beautiful, so powerful.
I was yours long before you knew it.
And so I worship you.
How can someone say or even think this you might ask.
And I know... It sounds crazy. It is crazy.
But the fact remains that I am forever yours.
I'm unable to see the things most people see in others.
The not so nice things we're all owners of.
Except you..
In you all imperfections becomes perfect.
I want to be with you, on you, in you, smell you, taste you, feel you, have you.
You are truly divine.
I could count how many times my heart beats every minute, every hour..
But I'm not counting.
Instead I'm sitting here..
Thinking of you.
My Master, my owner, my pride.
The room is so cold and dark.
Just as cold and dark as I feel inside when thoughts of insecurety shoots through my mind and body.
I'm scared of you not wanting me.
I'm scared of feeling lost in space if you deside to untie the knots that keep me close to you.
I have given myself to you.
It hurts me when I'm disappointing you.
I want to make you proud. Please you...
I'm wiping out my own boundries for you.
With you there are no limits. There is nothing I wont do.
And in that I'm trusting you with everything.
I knew it the first time I saw you.
It struck me like a lightening from a clear sky.
You stood out of the crowd.. So vital, so beautiful, so powerful.
I was yours long before you knew it.
And so I worship you.
How can someone say or even think this you might ask.
And I know... It sounds crazy. It is crazy.
But the fact remains that I am forever yours.
I'm unable to see the things most people see in others.
The not so nice things we're all owners of.
Except you..
In you all imperfections becomes perfect.
I want to be with you, on you, in you, smell you, taste you, feel you, have you.
You are truly divine.