Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori 

Shhhh.

Let me touch you.

I will touch you.

You are mine

To touch.

 

 
It doesn’t hurt.

Shhhh.

I can’t hurt you.

He will hurt you, though.

You can’t feel pain.

 

 
Let me look at you.

Shhhh.

I am only looking.

Let me in.

I want to watch you.

 

 
It doesn’t sting.

No, that isn’t stinging

You don’t know

You can’t feel

Shhhh.

 

 
I will break you.

Let’s not call it that.

Submit to me.

Submit

Submit.

 

 
Push back against me.

I like that.

I like seeing you beg

I like the taste of your blood

The smell of your fear.

 
Shhhhh.

This is how it is.

Now stop crying.

You are mine.

Submit.

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