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Untamed Forewarned, I walked into your den and You, Tigress, Eyes warm, claws sheathed, Watched Low murmurs From your silken throat Promised passion With just a vague hint Of eviscerated losers Enchanted, I approached and Touched It wasn't until years later I realized Our encounter left scars, Still bleeding |
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