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"She left me on the bed wanting more,

The taste of her lips taking over me,

'Let me go'
I asked her feeling my wrists burning underneath the cold metal,

She just just chuckled and uncuffed my right hand making it fall nect to me, tired.

'Only i know when to give you your Devil Cup'
She kissed my wrist and left the room"

-ʝɨʍɨռ

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