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Forgive me, dear one, for I’ll hurt you now.

I’ll work my blade through your flesh

And watch your face contort;

I’ll hold your eyes with mine

And await, with patience, the glistening

That marks the coming of the tears.

I’ll watch you frown and watch you cry;

And please, please let me just this once,

For I need to know that you hurt.

I need to know, my love, that I can make you cry.

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