many names fly in these halls,
all to revolve around me,
people use them to harm me,
but I take it as a compliment!
All those cracked girls,
none have this aura,
triumph,
and victory!
soft whispers flee those lips and caress my ears,
my laugh fills the halls,
say what you want,
I don't care.
Seeing all this blood spilled,
careful not to slip!
and be very wary of the scent,
wow!
All crazy an hectic,
but it makes me want to dance,
wow how pathetic all these people are,
I'm still not secure!
Don't trust what you can't have,
that's me!
Acting like you know me,
yeah right!
Dance with me once and your hooked,
your soul is mine to claim,
what now?
I called him he's mine!
Is this really random?
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not really. It flows and makes sense. SHe sounds very posesive
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