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Your haunting face parades my dreams,
deep and dark as the devil’s heart.
red with the blood of innocence.
Your bellowing voice destroys my thoughts,
penetrating my very soul.
welcoming my complete and utter fear.
Your spider like touch wakes my submission,
drenched in wet crimson,
bringing forth my undying weakness.
Your presence overwhelms by still-beating heart,
silhouettes curl around my body.
pulling the strings of my weak life line.
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