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Nineteen, agender
𓏶 any/all, masculine & neutral terms
This is a side blog,
extreme yan.
Greed is a sin I have grown accustomed to, though abhorrent and detestable, my controlling nature finds itself unable to contain the insatiable desire to wholly possess you and keep you within my grasp; be the sole cause of your joy and sorrow, your solace and suffering.
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You may wander this earth,
and run to your heart's content,
fooling around with those
Granting you a false purpose.
You will not ever escape the depth
of the interest and sentiments
that i bore as faith,
as a prayer solely for you.
Will you, the object of my affection,
cruel poison, sick amend,
still bestow me your mercy,
laid In the palm of my hand,
bared of your own integrity,
on your throat, my brand.
I often see dynamics where one is in control/dominates and the other is the polar opposite but what happened to matching each other's fervour and hunger, to being just different and similar enough for us both to blur and melt onto one another, to overpowering each othe out of overwhelming starvation — to being one; a perfect match born not from fate but from the burning desire to know and see the other so deeply that watering it down to romance only would be a calumny.
Can you feel the pressure
of my gaze, staring down at your
flesh split open, at you,
in your most vulnerable state —
wary creature, isolated mutt
unguarded and exposed
for my eyes and hands only,
to handle and truly see.
The thought of you being seen and known by another sickens me, let me remove you from the world and be your only witness.
Poor little insecure and weak mutt, won't you come here and see that i can grant you everything you desire ?
Forget about clicker training, i would dissect your brain and rewire it to my own liking.
Surrender to me,
To my fingers tracing your jugular —
Wandering close to your pulse.
Surrender to me,
to my eyes gazing down at your own,
relishing in your terror.
Having an interest in someone and wishing to grow closer to them means coding an entire game around their hyperfixation as an offering
To plague your mind and reside where no other hand may ever reach.
Flesh peeled open
Your sole witness,
gnaws on your sins,
Basks in your flaws —
No other soul will witness your own;
the rot etched into your bones
or the shame lying within
your neglected desires.
The taste of your shame
Satiates my hunger
endearing distress; exposed prey
Seized by gentle hands
Pulling you open at the seams,
the vulnerability within
you, my eternal damnation
For i was born starved and selfish.