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Oct 2017
Something still
unkown is working
fast to fetch my being.

Good or ill
it's close and lurking
far beyond my seeing.

Feel the tension start to fuse
itself into my system.

When the demon seeks to use
his host just can't resist em.

Move through me
to cease the chatter
grinding through my jaw.

Let me dwell
on what will matter
forcing me so raw.

Feel the fever set to rising
deepening the thirst.

Every kiss is still surpising
almost as the first.

Something deep
Inside me yearning
as I lay to waste.

Just to keep
our center burning
break me off a taste.
Dreaming-Demon
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       ---, ---, ---, Asil Marie and Glassmuncher
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