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[minderwertigkeits-komplex]

если бы я только могла

своими пальцами

шалея

до тебя дотянуться

достать

прийти

прикоснуться

я бы свернула твою шею

[minderwertigkeits-komplex]

I can feel the joy of hunt. I look like all their desires, l talk like a mystery wrapped in warm silk, I am lethal. I don't eat my prey. In fact, I despise it. I don't want the taste of their flesh on my tongue and teeth, I don't want the intimacy of their blood on my hands. But I want to lure them in, I want them to be tricked, I want to be irresistible, I want to crush them. I'll give them a false taste of dream. I want them to see I'm a monster and a capable predator too. I want to be feminine

[minderwertigkeits-komplex]

you know, love is red. So is violence. And sometimes you just stop caring about what kind of red you want. You are just tired of everything being black and white. This is when things start to bleed and finally your teeth and nails are blissfully red. this is everyone's most basic craving. I'm an angry hunger. I've been empty for so long that now I will devour everything I can reach. can you blame me? I'm neither a beast nor a monster. my jaws and teeth are human. that's why everything is so messy. real freedom came to me when I realized I don't have to bite my lips and fingers waiting for your call. I could just bite you. I could tear you apart with my teeth and hands because love is red. and so is violence

[minderwertigkeits-komplex]

я считаю

по памяти

твои ресницы

я гадаю

башни, колесницы

дьявол

дьявол приходит

с миллионом кошек

моя память крепкая

в моей голове

в одной из ниш

есть место для всей тебя

и под кожей

мой соловей

однодневка

как жаль

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