Are you so sure you want to let me in
like a hot heroin needle probing within
I'll pierce you deep like hungry sin
my lips promise to stab your tender skin
my tongue to savor the cold sweat
I hope will make your body wet
when I try to make it so you forget
anything that's ever touched you yet
turning my fingers to bend your will
I want to hear you begging in a voice so shrill
that there is nothing that can still
the hunger that nothing else can fill.
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