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What's next? She asked A wicked smile sliding into place She was a viper A wild thing Bright eyes alert Sinking fangs into sinking hearts Her victims unexpecting A (black) widow by choice Devouring men for breakfast What's next? She asked Ready to strike She had alterior motives A variety of self serving angles Oh, she's a killer She's destructive in nature Skilled at creating chaos An unnatural disaster, Why can't you look away? She's your saving grace When you're hanging from a cliff Oh, how she loves to watch them fall! Who's next? She pleaded
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Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 8:30 PM UTC
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What's next? She asked A wicked smile sliding into place She was a viper A wild thing Bright eyes alert Sinking fangs into sinking hearts Her victims unexpecting A (black) widow by choice Devouring men for breakfast What's next? She asked Ready to strike She had alterior motives A variety of self serving angles Oh, she's a killer She's destructive in nature Skilled at creating chaos An unnatural disaster, Why can't you look away? She's your saving grace When you're hanging from a cliff Oh, how she loves to watch them fall! Who's next? She pleaded
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Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 8:30 PM UTC
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