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Pleasure thief

Breathe with the streets, the darkness, the heat.
A real life night crawling creep.
In the fresh hair, you find me there, bare,
and more...
planning out my killing floor.
 
I am going to turn your neck,
further than it’s meant to bend.
But please, comprehend,
I want to be your friend.
Would you like to have dinner instead?
A table for two on an asphalt bed?
I’ll cook for you.
Pave and scrape the lanes for you.
Lift your veil for me,
how bad can it be?
PLEASURE THIEF!
 
With first light,
sunrise and no disguise,
I leave you streetwise.

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