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Jun 2015
There's a terrible feeling
crawling up your spine.
Whispers slip in your ear
claws tap at your sides.

There's a terrible feast
just about to begin.
Cuts and bruises, lust,
a tea party of sin.

I'm terrible, I'm terrible.
you're tightening around me.
I'm terrible, terrible,
part your lips,
your tongue around mine.

I'm terrible, I'm terrible,
your sounds echo in my head.
I'm terrible, terrible,
part your lips,
your soul is all mine.

Look me in the eyes
and I'll look though you.
Look me in the eyes,
I feel what you want.

Deeper, fall deeper
and don't look back.
You're another willing victim
just waiting to crack.

Look me in the eyes
and I'll look though you.
Deeper, fall deeper
and don't look back;
you're another willing victim
just waiting to crack.

I'm terrible, I'm terrible.
you're tightening around me
I'm terrible, I'm terrible
and you feel incredible.
I'm terrible, terrible,
part your lips,

I'm terrible,

I'm terrible and your soul is all mine.
L
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L  28/Non-binary
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