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Only

He grabs me by the hair and pulls me to him,
Dares me to resist.
And I smirk 'cause I may be innocent,
But I know how they play.

Whimpers.

I like the way those sound.
And along with electric guitars, they make me lose my mind -
Grind my hips,
I hear him hiss
And I -
I chuckle.

Play, play!
Boy with the affinity for sad girls and sad poetry,
Affinity for girls who look like goddesses when they come.

Boy with a restless stick, hits to beat the hormones,
Hits to beat the lonely.
High.

And I'm girl undone.

Woman.

Scathing,
Jealous,
Claws out and
Knows my

Worth,
Wonder.

I did not rise
Just to be his side chick,
Flavor - spicy sweet
Sarcastic.

"Have me for a day.
I guess that's okay."

I turn and tilt
My head to the side
Bare teeth -
Bite
His neck,

Whisper,

"But if you're not gonna keep me around,
For now,
Keep me the only one."

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