Heart was snared as soon as cupid painted his target there/
But its hard to care, her emotions were fake and hollow/
Loved to taste the bottle but lust was the pill she couldn't wait to swallow/
A faceless model, body like a wingless angel/
But beauty had never came with a sting this painful/
Playful at first, she liked to be gagged and whipped/
A horny role player til the day that her dagger slipped/
The lust of a virgin, he loved when she hurt em/
Liked it rough but wasn't nuts about the blade stuck in his sternum/
As he cried with the knife deep inside his chest/
The little lioness rode him until his dying breath/
Climbed and leapt off, she laughed and swore at him/
Cuz her first kill was the first time she had an orgasm/
The porn hadn't worked, sex was ineffective/
Now dealing death was her only way to feel connected/
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-- Sat Oct 30, 2010 3:22 pm --
To be continued