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Succubus

Alone she sat,
Crying in the dark.
Who was he to
go and break her heart?
He held her hand,
As he kissed her nape,
Then left her there,
Where she still awaits.

A restless group,
With some tainted minds,
Full of sickly thoughts,
The demented kind.

Well they found that girl,
In what she thought was hell,
"Now Let's see if we,
can bring her out of her shell"
They tore those clothes,
As their own start to swell,
"Let's see if we,
can bring her out of her shell."

Numb she sat,
Bloodied and obscured,
Either they were done,
Or it's the next one's turn.
They panted and played,
While she cried and prayed,
Then from inside out,
She began to change.
Her skin grew scales,
And Her eyes went red,
They're faces paled,
While to death, they bled.
Lucifer heard her,
And answered her prayers.
For he knew too well,
That God rarely cares.
She laughed and danced,
She screamed from joy.
Never again,
To be someone's toy.

Well they found that girl,
Inside of her own hell.
All it took, was a push,
To bring her out of her shell.
She brought the fear,
And did it so well,
By the handfuls she,
Brought them out of their shells.

Gifted by the devil,
And ignored by God.
Now she feeds on scum,
That the earth has wrought,
Her soul's been dammed,
But her body won't rot.
So she waits on filth,
In the exact same spot.
Written by MrBuchanan
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