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Stranger in the Night

In through an open window

Silently and with a tiptoe

Midnight, everything is dark

Desire demands this journey we embark

Strangers in the night

but you fit just right

into my sadistic obsession

feeding my aggression

I watch as you sleep

Deciding which trophy to keep

I kneel next to you

enjoying my view

And with a smirk

It's time for work

I grip your throat

You start to choke

You thrash around

Freedom cannot be found

Your eyes wide open

Your body seized frozen

Finally, the High

My reason why

surging with power

your life I devour

An orasmic thrill

from this simple kill

You lay lifeless in my grasp

So I release my clasp

You are so much more

no longer a filthy whore

I changed you into beauty

Fulfilling my obsessive duty

I slide your panties off your hips

and press together our lips

You feel so good

so much better than you should

Your scent to my nose

As pugent as any rose

Back into flight

as a stanger in the night
Written by MatthewKult (Matthew Kult)
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