your a beast a deceiver a little
known diva who does nothing than
mess with my head you said from
the start you would give me your
heart but all you wanted was to
bed my physicality not knowing
of the real me nor wanting to get
in my mind to find those other things
that only the touching of true souls
can bring
your a beast a deceiver a little
known diva but without I'm already
dead in the eyes which hold no
longer surprise for I'm captured
freely instead of fleeing I am here
still revealing those things that
will bring me to end
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