Ink your running
lightnings of dark
bruises all over my back!
Hurt me so good…
Your thunderous growl
shakes my bones,
makes me bow…
Drown me baby,
my lungs long
to be filled with
your burning fury.
Breathing…
a feeble caprice,
if you ask me.
They say what
doesn’t kill you
makes you stronger…
I want to be invincible
almost immortal.
Please, Honey please…
Make me suffer!
And until my aching body
Is torn apart,
I’ll love you with every
piece of my broken
heart.
Cyranny's Cove 
Describes my relationship with “the needle” ironically enough.
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Hehe 🙂 I hadn’t thought about it that way, but I can see how it can fit that angle! Thanks for pointing it out, Lynn!! xx
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Well here’s a really good slow mo of what actually happens. Start at 2:50. You see both lining needles (tightly grouped needles for fine lines) and magnum needles (large needles for gray washes and color packing).
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My pleas for mercy were in vain
Now I can’t feel without the pain
Your every breath infects the air
And I can’t breathe when you’re not there
Cut my body, watch me bleed
My blood cannot fulfil your need
Leave me beaten, battered, bruised
Alone. Abandoned and abused
What don’t kill me makes me strong
But you’ve been killing me so long
I think I’ve lost the will to live
I’ve given all that I can give
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I once managed to ”like” a post twice, and if I knew how I’ve done that, I’d give three stars to this piece… It’s always fun to ramble on about light matters, but I find it much more interesting to take a stroll in the dark! Thank you for taking me for a walk in the gloom 😉
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Or possibly a little more on topic …..
Paint me red and black and blue
I just can’t get enough of you
Don’t let me wait, don’t let me think
Just glorify me with your ink
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Brilliant! Clever playing with another angle, another way to interpret my words… I really enjoyed this piece too 🙂 xx
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Dark, sensual, and disturbingly open to interpretation … x
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The great mystery of words… Alone, they are pretty defined. A cat is a cat, and a chair is a chair. But knit them together, and they end up with as many meanings, as there are people reading them 🙂 Thank you for your comment, Eleanor! xx
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Beautiful and erotic ❤️
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Thank you, Christine 🙂 The heart is sometimes violent… I am glad you enjoyed this piece! xx
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I did! 🙂
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Hmmm…. interesting, mesmerizing, disturbing and makes me glad I am NOT this person.
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😉 I agree… It is one of the great pleasures of playing with fiction! A bit like dressing up and acting like a crazy character. Thank you for the kind words, Anne! xx
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There was so much in that, love and anger, passion and more. That would break me…
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🙂 Or perhaps make you even stronger… xx
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Who knows? xx
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That’s expressed so succinctly in so few words.
insightful.co.in
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