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Your had combing out my tangles. Your cheek upon mine. While my heart is in your mouth wrapped around your k-9's.
You make me feel all over. Starting from my heart then to my fingertips.
You make my blood run liquid fire. While all the while I am left vacant and naked on the floor. Ripping at my hair you so tenderly combed. Felling the jaged edge of your teeth in my heart eating up my soul.
I ffell myself sinking then as light as air, but once again pulled down to the trenches of oblivion. But I haven't even moved..I am still heart where I was.It was just my broken heart, filling up to the brim with saddness till it tips over. Feeling you rip out my heartwith your over-powering jaws.Then the pressure of you shoving it down my throat causing an air bubble, but only to be torn out once more.
My what sharp teeth you have! And what a lovely mouth you keep them in.
And all the while you make me feel Liquid fire. You leave me feelinguesd up and empty. My blood runs cold and yet you comb my tangled hair, the chills. You make the firey liquid gushing in and out of your soul, looking for a way to take my heart and put your's in it's place..
...Entangled in my lovely K-9's...