I shall seek and find you
I shall take you to bed and have my way with you
I will make you ache, shake and sweat until you moan and groan
I will make you beg for mercy...beg me to stop
I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm finished with you
And you will be weak for days
All my love
The Flu
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