B for Bad

We love bad men.

"Bad Boys"

The "Serial Killers"

We all want to die.

At the hands of the

man we love.

Have our necks sucked dry.

Guts spilled,

forever more...

We love bad men.

Us women,

lust over sickenss.

The dark path

through their eyes.

We want it.

Sweet death.

And boy,

do we want it bad.

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