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Separation
Separation only looks so sweet, And tantalizing, when I slice your meat. Romanticizing crimson glistening, You plead to god, but is he listening? Crazed focus guides me down your curves, I live for giving you what you deserve, A rough spank, and a yank on the curls, You're not one of those material girls- your life matters, so I'll make this sweet. I've got in store quite the torturous treat.. A light prick is all you'll feel at first, I'll numb your pain, but the sound is worse.. The sharp grinding of a saw meeting bone, I grow erect by the vibrating tone. I wipe your tears, post-fornication, your fingers will need lubrication... I move your hand -rather, my hand now, Across your breasts, then I caress down, extend two fingers from your severed hand, Then slide them both into your anal gland. To think, you could've just at stayed home, But no, you'd rather walk the streets alone. Your pretty, pampered life became a bore, You wanted thrill, and now? You're still my whore. You saw me sitting there all by myself, It was too easy, in my lap, you fell. You weren't impervious to my sly charm, We wined and dined, I never raised alarm. My nervous smile left you quite disarmed, You didn't think that I could do you harm. I kissed your neck, and you tilted your head, Just enough to weave my needles thread. I caught a glimpse of vein in the moonlight, Your reaction was a lustrous sight. You flopped and kicked but it was far too late, So now you're here, on this endless date. Don't worry darling, I never make haste. I won't let any of you go to waste.
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