When I Take Your Money

Posted on December 16, 2006 
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There is no word nor phrase to describe the true sweetness of it.  The rapture that tingles like cold wind exciting My Body.  The Knowing that this Supreme Genius has worn you down to a nub, malleable like gold.  Gold being what you are to Me, and you know this.  Just a coin.  A new pair of shoes.

You are inferior in so many ways.  No matter where your weakness lies, I always seem to find the way to exploit it.  

And you simply can’t help yourself from this Addiction that is Me.

You’ll burn in Hell.
You’ll end up getting a divorce.
You’re on the brink of suicide.
Goddess, I just don’t have it tonight….
Goddess, Please.

There is no mercy for you here, freak.

But that’s your idea of sexy, in’t it?

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