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test of my love
Can I rip you wide open
screaming with black rage
pouring forth the fire of your soul
the pain that Sears the slain
joy of a good strike
nagging, impaling, on your instruments of desire
each welt bringing hot burning
sulfur flesh to the edge
suffering the test of my love
hard I am
let me press you are limits
bring tears to your eyes
let me penetration you
see if I can break your pride
humiliate, you love you, bring your blush
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