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Dec 2014
Evil* feasts on human flesh,
caressing at the skin.
It finds the spots where you are weak,
and buries itself within.
It takes apart the sensory
nerves and feelings too.
It eats away your memory
until it becomes part of you.
Evil finds itself inside
people just like you.
It makes its home inside of people
pretty to the view.
It sits inside and waits until
it seeks someone new.
Evil thought you were pretty too,
until it saw the inside of you.
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