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Hurt Sparrow (By TG Muse)
Even though he hurt me, he did it with out thinking. Not his usual MO. He was forever planing my endless torments. Of course me, I always wanted more. More, more, more. I’m such a needy little pain slut.
This time he made me hurt so brutally I actually cried.
He pressed my face into the carpet, the tears gushing on to the floor. As he said the most hurtful things but, they were absolutely and utterly true. The blows he gave between each word, didn’t hurt as bad as his words.
They would leave an invisible scar.