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She

Born purest of elements Lovingly shaped into her beauty Blessed by the Vatican Then twisted and baked into something terrible

She came into my life weeks ago A siren song pulling me away from my job, my life, myself Inculcating a primal spirit into me A spirit I have never quite understood

She inflicts pain and suffering, yet I come back for more each morning and night A muse, inspiring my dreams Rewarding sacrifice I have a confession:

When we’re out with groups, she incites cruelty Begging me to crush the dreams of friends as we seek our destiny Seducing me with her beauty, then luring me into evil She is my Succubus



She