In searching for all that was not,
she found One to hold her heart.
To offer her the dreams of masochism,
to be the canvas for His torture,
to allow herself freely and openly to His pain.
The Sadist took her, trained her, hold her, loved her,
and taught her His ways...bred her to be His slut,
His toy, His life.....
and so T/they remain...T/two parts of One Soul.
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