Love me your way.
Singe my soul a little at corners every night.
Stab those piercing words- so typical of you, in my gut and twist the silver blade.
Mess with my brain, infesting it with swarm of dreadful thoughts.
Carve your indifference into my heart with the needle of your unfriendly coldness.
When you are done with me, let me know. I would love you my way.
I would imprison you in the words I write and turn you into a masterpiece.
Would you take this punishment?
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