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Mar 2019
The oldest of demons.
Most loathsome of creatures.

You who dare claw and scrape at the light.

You empty thing.

Crude skin grafted over hollow bones.
Sunken eyes and misshapen spine.

Sleeping beast.
Primordial instinct.
Yellow teeth.

Rankest breath.
Twisted entrails.
Unnaturally long fingernails.

The cackling laugh of a snarling dog.

Disfigured cur.
You are but a crippled appendage of the world.

Rot like any other dead thing.
Disappear from my memory forever.
Canis Latrans
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