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The Fury

Don't think to control me

I dare you, think again

You want a gentle lover?

I'm sorry, I am the fury

 

Never attempt to tame me

Because my flames will burn

I'll strip away at your soul

Careful for what you yearn

 

I'm no gentleman from books

This beast will tear you apart

This lust can never be stopped

Because it will take you, hard

 

If you're looking for sweet love

I apologise, that's not what I give

For my punishment will be harsh

I'll give you a lesson, on how to live

 

Don't think to control me

I dare you, think again

You want a gentle lover?

I'm sorry, I am the fury

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Written by
Darkpoetsoul
M / Welsh
Published
Apr 10, 2016
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Copyright © Chris Smith 2015

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