BEE STING
I would really love to hurt you, see you scream my name while you bleed the joy you sucked from my soul. For once I'd love to be the one that breaks peoples hearts, for once I'd love to be the one that brings pain to your brain, call it a migraine if you like but for once I'd love to be the one that reminds people what pain is. Just like a bee I'd love to be the one that decides wether you hurt or not. Sorry, don't fear me but don't break me either because I would love to be your bee sting.
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