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Pretty.

have you noticed?  
when you do your dirt w/ me, does it seem fair?
he waits on you to text back, but we're not finished here.
you've grown so cold Pretty.
that guilt of yours faded long ago.
see you just a girl.
I knew it would be easy to manipulate you.
I've twisted your mind so bad, you feel like you deserve this pleasure.
this joy.
who is he to stand in the way of your needs?
I've molded you into what I want you to be, not who you actually are.
it's the dog in me that's left you with a mental scar.
I fuck you, tell you to get dressed and throw you back to him.
I wait until he lets you down again, so I can let you in.
with every thrust, his heart is slowly crushed underneath the weight of our secrets.
word is bond right?
so everything you say to him, it's safe to keep it.
I don't want to hear "I love you"
I want to hear "It's yours"
cause the real possession is me owning that body of yours.
the spirit is willing, but Pretty I know that flesh is weak.
you know where the door is.
be here again next week...
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