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She bites when she kisses, but that's ok cause you like the taste of blood, don't you?

She likes the stars because they remind her of you - but everyone likes the stars.

She cries in the shower and it hurts to see.

If she could, she'd like to hold you between her thumb & forefinger and talk dirty to this tiny lover.



She dribbles when she sleeps and you like it when she cries because it makes your pillow smell of cinnamon.

You like to rest your head in the well of her breasts because... well, she has nice breasts.

You like the bulge of her eye when she chokes because fear looks good on her.

She's sexy when she screams because her cheekbones frame her face and that turns you on.



She's dead poetic and her words make her even more beautiful.

As if the skin across the small of her back already weren't enough to bring you to your knees.

You love her when she shakes because her movements send shivers down your spine.

You keep your coat on when she's cold cause it hurts quite a lot when she smiles.



Beads of sweat collect along her hairline when she fucks,

But that's hot cause they glitter like stars in the dim light.

Sometimes she squeezes you so hard that her fingernails tear you when she cums,

But that's ok cause she quite likes the taste of blood too.



Sometimes when you kiss her, you swear you can taste her heart stopping.

Your skin stings on hers & she really rather likes it.

You like the smell of her hair because she rarely washes it.

Really you just like the way she smells.



Sometimes she drinks too much and that's cute cause she cries.

She likes to dance because it makes her feel alive.

She likes it when you hit her because she thinks it makes you feel good.

And it does, doesn't it?



She's so pretty when she's hurting that you think you'd probably be in heaven if she died.

Not that you believe in heaven because that's far too orthodox for your way of thinking.

Oh, how you love her...

But baby, you'd love to crush her.