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Satan’s Game. (5/23/04)
Pouring rain
tangled branches and vines.
The blood pumping into my veins
the way you’re driving me insane.
I’m trying not to care
but that look in your eyes; the way you stare
-you’ve got me.
Your fingers drag along my skin
your breathing rising and falling with mine.
Your taste in my mouth like ecstasy.
You bring out the devil from within.
