Beat with her heart
Break with her touch
Run with her smile
dance with her so much
strangled with her love
she gave him one choice
Blushed with her charm
and flattered with her voice
He knew she loved it
She was in control
She flicked her finger
and wounded his soul
And that evil laugh
was so innocently pure
a little bit of lust
and a dash of amour
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