prey
i once loved a man from the south-east he proudly wore his intelligence like a five-star badge on brown polyester fabric so you people know that he's an alpha a lone-wolf kind instead of having a doe like me as his dinner, he put me by his side biting my neck and decorate it he tells me i'm pretty so you people know that i'm his property i know he will never let me escape but does he know what these audrey hepburn eyes can do? does he know the capability of a pisces-rising woman? and joe, he looses these thight ropes i might be a small doe on the meadow but as soon as my neck turns into its natural color; carrying my half-decaying body i run free
