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May 2018
you think you deceit me
hands burning my body with lust
sure that your touch completes me
never reading into each ******
feigning emotion to ensure your win
endless fingers take what they please
oblivious I'm only in it for the sin
its my heart you wish to seize
unaware you're my pray for the taking
I want to watch you drop me
as you want to watch me shaking
you'll wait and wait for my pleas
looking forward to have me beg on my knees
a security measure to know you're wanted
is a game to me in which you are haunted
as soon as you expect me to sob and cry
i'll exceed your expectations hold my head high
i'll watch as your face droops seeing me flourish
left in the dust while my pride is nourished
this is my fun my game to play
to watch you crumble when I say

thats ok Brooklyn,
the *** was **** anyways.
Red
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Red  Genderqueer/australia
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