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She wants to be the last thing you'll ever lay your eyes on,

the reason why your eyes widen

in perpetual shock.

She wants to be the cold, hard steel that bites into your gut,

slashes across your stomach, and finally makes its way into

your heart.

She wants to be what you come crashing

down onto when you

fall,

hard

to the floor,

and she'll revel at the feel of you

so yielding against her

When the noise around you wanes, and you cannot hear a thing

When your body grows numb, and your surroundings disappear,

you'll feel her lips at your ear,

you'll hear her whispers like thunder,

the taste of her name lingering on your lips like acid,

the feel of her hands all over your body

caressing,

searching, exploring

proding,

tearing,

ripping you apart till she's completely immersed in you,

making you hers,

all hers,

because it's what she wants.

She wants to be your everything, your ending.