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Supernatural.

What do you tell a demon that is obsessively pursuing the soul of a mere mortal?

The longing for her fragile human body captivates the insanity of his aged existence.

Who would have known this creature of the dark would lust over a lower being that's as pure as fresh snow.

He would travel to the depths of hell to see her smile one last time.

Fight off his army of blood thirsty demons to taste her droplets of blood.

In the tainted eyes of this foolish demon he will forever be trapped in the labyrinth that holds her deluded heart.

Not knowing the truth hidden within her darkness.

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kingafroninjaa
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Nov 13, 2012
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