Claws

it won't last long.

just close your eyes.

it won't last long.

just let him take you.

 

otherwise,

he'll rip you to shreds.

otherwise,

he'll never let you out alive.

 

be quiet, little girl.

they don't like it when you try to fight.

be quiet, little girl.

they will never believe you anyway.

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