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I
state
my
intention
I
need
your
attention
I
bloom
to
my
fullest
with
all
of
my
goodness
Eyes
like
pure
water
Hooked
on
affection
Your
greatest
weapon
I
bloom
to
my
fullest
with
all
of
my
goodness
And
all
the
attention,
the
tension
But
pretty
words
mean
nothing
to
me
Dead
keen
on
pretending
Being
condescending
I
feed
on
advances,
resisting
romances
Screwing
you
over
You
find
me
tempting
Compliments
never
ending
I
feed
on
advances,
resisting
romances
The
sweet
talk,
the
chances
I'm
handsome
but
pretty
words
mean
nothing
to
me
I
state
my
intention
Do
you
feel
the
tension?
I'm
getting
a
kick
out
of
sickening
tricks
Bitter,
blistering
beings
I
keep
your
head
closely
In
my
room
full
of
trophies
I'm
getting
a
kick
out
of
sickening
tricks
Bitter,
thickening
bits
of
transcendence
You
find
it
tempting
Hopeless
and
depending
I
make
your
heart
crumble,
turning
you
more
humble
Collecting
my
victims
Hooked
on
affection
Your
greatest
weapon
I
bloom
to
my
fullest
with
all
of
my
goodness
And
all
the
attention,
the
tension
But
pretty
words
mean
nothing
to
me
Pretty
words
mean
nothing
to
me
Pretty
words
mean
nothing
to
me
Pretty
words
mean
nothing
to
me
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