Haunting

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Consider Me the Devil,

the evil Succubus,

the One who taunts you in your dreams,

evokes your screams,

inspires your cold sweats and your desperate cries.

Consider Me the Angel,

who wipes your sweat and tears,

after you've been to the edge of the Abyss.

Consider Me the nightmare

of losing what you love,

the Daydream of gaining what you crave,

the Happy Ending at the end of the turmoil.

I am the Devil,

I am coming for your soul.

I want it, I crave it, I wish it.

I ask you for it.

Your Demon, your Angel.

I am She.

You must give it to Me,

I cannot take it.

Haunting.

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