Soft warm arms wrapping around my waist.
Dark brown eyes staring into my own.
You are the one Ive waited for for so long.
Unfreeze my heart and tell me you can love me.
Even though my name is demon.
Even though I sin everytime we are close.
Voice so full of passionate words waiting.
Soul beyond anything Ive seen, I swear an oath.
You are the one I want to grow with.
Train me and tell me you need me.
Even though my name is scissors.
Even though I want you to cut me.
Hands that create such wonder in me.
Mind that led me to paths of obediance.
You are my only true muse.
Inspire my heart and tell me you want me.
Even though my name is submissive.
Even though I give myself to you.














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So, at the coroner's request,
they called it sewer-cide."
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