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Watching

Fear is the sweetest look on your face.

Look at me
Let me gaze at you
Eyes wide and open
Letting me into your soul
My heart swells
At the sight you give me
Hands bound tight
Mouth taped closed
I circle around you
Strapped to the chair
I drink in the fear
That is so clear in you
The tears blurring your vision
Cannot be contained
Let them flow
Let me see them
Let me see more
I lift up your chin
And plant a soft kiss
On the silver blocking the flesh
“Just a bit more,” I tell you
And you give a muffled sob I smile at you kindly
As I stroke your cheek
And lift up my hand
I bring it down swiftly
That cheek now bright red
And I can almost hear you screaming
My alarm clock goes off
And I look out the window
The sun is now rising
And my neighbours will soon be waking
So the fun must end
I pick up my final task
And let it sink deeply into you
And the red is no longer just on your cheek
And those bright, beautiful eyes
Now stare back at me unseeing
And I am disgusted by you.

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