He roars; she screams
Violence is shed
rivers from wounds that bled
a mixture of lustful dreams
She roars; he strikes
an unbelievable fight
out goes the lights
her cries; he likes.
He roars; she moans
bodies cradle
it's her body; he owns
she's mentally unstable.
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