I'm like an old goddess.
My magic only works when I look at you. When I look into your eyes and I can see all your dreams and fears. And then I convince you that I am the answer for all of your prayers. I'm not the prettiest girl you know. I'm not the hottest one you met. Or the smartest either. But I know my power and I know when to use it. And I know when someone took the bait. And you took it. For my pleasure and your damnation.
My spells work only when you can hear my voice. It's not the sweetest voice you heard. It's a bit squeaky one. But I know all the things you want me to tell you. And I know how to say this words like no one could ever do. I can tell stories that you were never told about. And after that, you are sure that you can not be alive and not talk to me again. And not hear my sweet squeaky voice saying softly into your ears my enchanted words.
Your doom is only complete when you touch me. Not when I touch you. Cause you realize that allow you to touch me is the ultimate godsend I can give you. Cause when you feel the touch of my skin you forget about all the other girls you ever met. When you taste my soft and warm lips you erase of your mind all the other lips you ever kissed.
I told you, I'm like and old goddess and I need your worship to be alive. And you need to worship me to feel alive again.
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