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Sex and Scandal

Crimson glistens under the moon
I know Sara will be home soon
I can't help but to think
So, I pour myself a drink
The harsh liquor burns my throat
I get ready and pull on my coat
Its half past midnight
Her distorted appearance gave me a fright
Her eyes are full of hunger
Her lips are pulled up in a very menacing grin
Her fingertips dance on my skin
I wrap my arm around her waist, and give her lips a taste
Even ants might want to devour this juicy sweetness
This is not love, only lust
I let her here, not giving trust
Her legs open wide
I push my consience aside
I know if tonight I die, I did it right
She gives in with hardly a fight
I explore the Queens Palace
My fingers did most of the talking
My lips held hers from talking
Words were unneeded
My mind was concieted

I took away her innocence
And threw away the good girl's prescence
Written by Danii (ALICE IS DEAD)
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