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stare
I miss your rankle
yes I know I stir your ire
it's the curr in me
wild and untamed running the night
come too close and I'll let out a feral growl
nothing does it for me quite like your indifference
you know I get off on being ignored
you watch me in your periphery
toying with my emotions
you know just where to apply pressure
to get you the most attention from me
you don't even want me...really
still, you admit there's something
something about the wild look in my eyes
is that a dare you see there?
you look again just to be sure
well, I'll be damned who does this woman think she is?
you have to come in closer to investigate
I bend but don't break
you tear me down,
I keep coming back more beautiful than ever
even my naked ugliness turns you on
yes there's something skin deep
I'll have to cut her open
finally, find out what's in there
madness goes through your head
yes that's it...you remind yourself
madness...
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