I dug a hole inside my heart to put you in your grave;
at this point it was you or me, and Momma didn’t raise no slave.
You took my face in both your hands and looked me in the eye,
and I went down with such a force that in your grave I lie.
{Consider this an aside. If F/m-style D/s is not your cup of tea, move on.}
The one about a boy who broke your heart and brought you to your knees
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You should protect yourself more. Someone is going to take your goodness, that compassion, and they’re going to hurt you. They’re going to shred you, make a mockery out of your trust and kindness, and they will walk away without a single drop of guilt or shame, and leave you bleeding.
~ Erin McCarthy