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Picture Credits: http://www.vampires.blig.ig.com.br/
I like the way you beg me; I love the longing you project
I tremble at the taste of your blood, when I bite your lip
The way you tell me no, with that smirk staining your face
The furry in your eyes, when I laugh at your self-control
Is it so wrong that I worship you for your undying cruelty
I just can’t help it; you drive me to this painful ecstasy
With every move you bring me pleasures I could never dream of
You never even touch me, but then again, you don’t need to
The spells you weave over my soul hold me totally captivated
Just watching you can fill my hours with burning interests
I never grow tired of it, but my mind tells me I should be guilty
Though I refuse the thought of guilt, I cannot refuse you
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