You think I'm sweet because I let you
I let you do a lot of things
Tear through my flesh and have a taste
Do it as if it was your last meal
And I know you won't admit it
That you want to hear me scream
Well then have at it, love
Take of me what you will
Taste this metallic crimson
My life, your wine
It's not enough
It's never enough
A breathy name
For a pretty face
A birth mark in the shape of a heart
Mere coincidence or is it irony
I give you anything you ask
Though you don't ask much
To lack attachment perhaps
What you don't know won't hurt you
Under your skin
Under the sheets
Cry in my arms
I'm just so sweet
Go on and think it
See me as just a girl
But know that I get what I want
And the more you resist the more I want you















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