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Degenerate
How many adams have you lain down with?
how many eves?
how many evenings have you spent ripping fear from the wide open mouths of children as they screamed?
you are but a worldly demon
a human succubi
living in an eternal life fantasy
yet you bleed like I and she
thus you will die by my spear of grief
grief of what you've stolen with your foolish trickery
at fault are we
but I rise above and lash out
see
try to run
try to hide
but you can't escape the wraith of me
