boys, they like the look of danger.

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hello danger, 

your'e not a stranger. 

love my body, 

i'll regret it later. 

i like to dress myself,

in tribute to you. 

boys can smell it,

in hints of my perfume. 

i like to taste danger with my lips, 

leave it lingering after every kiss. 

boys cant help but to trip,

over a girl who can move her hips. 

i move to the beat of a dangerous pulse, 

drawn to me; their impulse. 

i dress in danger,

so the boys will know. 

im no stranger, 

i live to roam. 

-k.a


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