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DEVIOUS AND DAINTY

Peculiar type of evil

DEVIOUS AND DAINTY

Devious and dainty shes a beautifully peculiar type of evil...
Painful games needlessly played ending in you begging for her forgiveness with no retrieval...
Artificail warmth love now cooling in her shade...
She's a cold hearted camelion phasading interest in making anything from what the two of  you have made...
Successfull in your failures she revels in the misfortune of your attempts...
While mirashed images of what you were or could have been disapear without a tracing glimpse...
She's the type of evil that loves love but refuses to love back...
A succubus that eats your soul consuming everything she lacks...
Dainty and peculiar unforgiving cold hearted soul sucking love...
The scales you slithered in on truthly fit you like a glove...
I see you hateful serpant I can hear your tormenting hiss...
Ill cut off your head and tail so your reign of destruction no longer exist...

 

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Isaac Pulpit

That's a very emotional message.
People going through lust and addiction can relate well with you.
May God deliver his people.

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