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Damen's whisper...

Damen's whisper...

When Damen whispers for you . It's easy to forget the right from wrong . His words spoken softly in ears . As a sweet mother's la la by to her innasent child. The warmth of his words wrapping your thoughts . To melt away the  common good . Deeply in bedding his sadistic manner . Only to gently control your will . Like a puppet on a spring . You'll walk his sideways stride , and talk his backward words . Echoing his words so they cling to you .  Clawing out any good intent . Losing any hope to silence his whisper . His words are beginning to sound absolutely sane . As if killing , molestation , or another form suffering is grand . Him showing you his world of pain and sorrow . Painting devilish images with his hellish language .  As he wear your body like favorite pair of jeans . He tears away your world slowly . For his demonic laughter . Forcing everything you love to abandon you . Pointing their fingers of shame . Ignite the flames to embrace the thoughts of murder . That is the choice he decided for you . His dearly child . Therefore the  reason for  you dismembering  your loved ones ! As Damen takes the back seat . To watch as if it is family movie night . Seeing his master piece from your eyes . He for filled his desire of a bloody horrorifing massacre . Now slipping out of your body . Free of evil . He watches the last show , as you come to only to realize your evil deed . Filling his heart with excitement . Now all of those are warned . Be def of Damen's whisper , or this could be your horror show !!!!!
 

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