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Jul 2011
You can feel the rush surging through your body.

Non-stop electricity coursing through your veins.

The power is corruption stealing your soul.

Your desires in multiplicity,
acts recurring again and again.

Men become monsters hunting their prey.

Lusting without discretion,
Lilith lures their low-life souls.
Christopher Hayes
Written by
Christopher Hayes
   Bradley E Sammons
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