Teeth still grinding down to dust I recently swallowed something after a sharp pain I think my tooth chipped. Mindless, the lustre of violence numbs my physical sensation except for my penis, dripping all over you and merging with the blood you've drawn from my back And your fragile body, held tight withing my hands, so close to ripping apart How many have I held like this? No None quite like this You will always be special to me