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Love

He thought he would win, a sadistic smile on his charming face
Hands around my throat , so strong and masculine
but alas i am no normal girl
our wills may fight
an animalistic need to win
For we both are Dominate Sin
Breathe slow refusing to give in
a reddish hue across my face
but of course
he will end up laying on the floor begging me to touch more
Written by RosieTheGothicKat
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