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What you don't think

Come inside and close the door
I'm inviting you in
I want to show you more.

I want you to see
All my tools that can kill you
Not, iron, not steal, just me

With these eyes
I can see thru you
With this mind
I can play games
With these lips
I can lie to you
With these hands
I can push you away
With this heart
I can stop yours
With these hips
I can sexualy use you
With these legs
I can run from you

When you leave; if you want to
Think about this when I say " I love you"
Written by Atropabelladonna (Atro)
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