Static.

Noise.
And then black.

Walk over me.
A void lost in static silence.
Consume the buzz and drink from me.

He rolls in the darkness and collides with the night.
An explosion of beautiful bodies shattering the stars.
Crawl out from the shards and collapse with a moan.
Be careful, they might hear you. Whimper
And hold me so tightly.

No one can hear you.

I must behave properly because I am a good girl
I am a good girl
I am a good girl
I am a –

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