Fruit on the vine.
And I've got mine.
Meat on your bones.
They won't know, they won't know.
I loathe your face, just get away.
I'm on my knees, fuck you, fuck me.
I'm on my way to feel you dislocate.
Safe in your space.
I'm open, wide open.
Like me, like me, like me.
Me, me, me.
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