Devil Woman
she devil woman turned me into her slave
munipulated my mind and raped my soul
had me pleading and begging for her to stop
yet she crawled on top and began to grind
with her vice grip and her tunnel of hell
she put me into a devil's spell
crying icicles instead of swetting bullets
heart frozen from her devil's snare
killing me softly enjoying every bit
i was lost and confined to her devilish world
blood red lips succulent **** fire hot as she dips in my hips
molding my body into her own creation
turning my world inside out
loosing touch with my own reality
becoming a part of her fantasies
wanting to break free of her spell on me
sentencing me to a life of bondaged love
one drink not enough ten drinks too much
this is what happenes when you fall in love
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