Devilish Beyonce : Dark Poetry

As she sit in the heat of lust as the snake of temptation mesmerize in undressing of flammable t - shirts. I slither up the sea of deathful thighs feeling the falling demons

Build up joy of pulsating semen’s. Lesions of Suez Canal regions is in the boiling Red Sea’s of fangs and razor teeth. I am devilish Beyonce as I am on the flames of my Freakdum Dress of Lüderitz streets. How many earthly men may I power in flame of filthy erotic treats I want the burial of ceremony taking place right here in the mess

Of my sheets. The way your palms of flames trickle up my thighs I feel your heat as you sniff my cunt hairs of smelly funk I blow gas of unsanitary as you are infatuated with my booty licious trunk. The way your doing this you got me tracing my writings on the wall ooh boy you must not know about me as I can have another you in the flash of a minute because my girl waits on no one. If you want war then come bring it as I am  your number one soldier so are you ready to fall your body up in my club and make me  loose my breath ha ha I can keep up because I give singing jay birds sleeping zees and ride next to them as I am Mrs. Bonnie can you be my Clyde. I am devilish Beyonce dont you know today my album droped as a gift so special on my B Day.

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