Wild One


They always said I was a wild girl.
A wisher, a believer,
A hopeful, careless dreamer.

Those words were true then. They are true now.
Not a wild girl, but now a wild woman.
A whole lot of angel, and just a little bit of demon.

My hair, it tumbles free. My jeans, they tattered and worn.
My lips are soft and wet...ready for yours,
They will kiss for as long as yours can endure.

I love with my soul. I love without abandon.
You will wish you had never met me.
I'll take your heart, keep it for ransom.

You will never forget the day that you met me.
I'll live inside your dreams.
I'll love you and kiss you and fuck you and break you.

I will be your everything.

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