around my ankle, so professionally.
i feel you sliver, so creepily
continuing to wrap around, so sneakily.
bite me once, i may complain
break my flesh, i feel the pain
watch my blood; i watch in vain.
slide up high,
past my thigh-
i let you enter because i am weak to your touch.
i use you like you use me; you’re my crutch.
make me feel good
make me feel special,
make me believe
that you care.
i asked for it or not
i am just another eve to your plot
you have sucked me
made me feel dirty; unworthy
DEVIL, why’d you ever cross my path?
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