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Brave new world, delicious prey,

big wide eyes and shiny curves.

Fragrance of self-service is a must-have for me,

I'll love you without needless sputtered words.

Walking on sunshine but a black hole in my mind,

you can't notice the frost in my charming smile.

Open season is declared, bitch!

A prize competition I'm not

supposed to lose!

Spruce yourself up, beautiful fake lashes,

dispense of your drawers and be my whore!

Where are your hot friends 'cause more

girls means more fun!

You really don't want to,

sorry but I feel otherwise.

I'll get you, bitch!

It takes two to tango well,

my guess, you have no choice

Consumed by desire, a typical

offender-victim relationship.

Think you won't enjoy it, that's tough luck!

We will practice thug love, I decide when it will stop.

Now you feel used but you should be happy!

Finally you have  found your purpose!

You suit me fine,

a fallen star!