yank my hair.
cut my skin.
obliterate my senses.
devour my body.
thrash upon my soul.
trample on my conscience.
crush my ego.
what else do you want?
insatiable you are.
nothing's left of me.
.....
insatiable.
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Very intense!
and you're referring to whom? anyone i know? :D
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There's no one to sue, no one I was referring to, and yeah IT is INTENSE. ;)