You've Got The Devil In You Eyes as dark as night beckon me closer. Your raspy whispering voice bewitches me. Time moves slower. Unaware I move my hands along your body, almost instinctively. Seductive lips begin to manipulate me. Everything you do or say has malicious intent. Why would I care? I'm under your charming spell. Anarchistic lies you create, Your just a snake. With looks that could kill, A mind with such will. I am overcome with lust for what you portray. Are you the devil in disguise like they say?
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