your asks,
it's mine to claim and own,
a dark, sweet prize,
let it be known.
grasp your bosom,
and rip it apart,
feast on its remains,
like a dark, twisted art.
amour, it's a curse,
a poison to share,
a deadly kiss on velvet,
that's beyond compare.
i will lead you down,
to the darkest night,
leave you shattered,
thousand pieces, to ignite.
hands brush, it's ice,
my lips kiss, it's...
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