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temple possession

You're not yourself, it's like you're not.alone. You feel the presence of your inner demons, and they're feeding on your soul.

You tried to seek shelter from the storm. The wind is blowing cold, and the wolves are gathered at your door. They bite the hand that feeds them and keep coming back for more.

So you took the high road, tried to make it your home. Thought if  they couldn't find you there they would just leave you alone.

When that didn't work you had nothing else to lose, so you paid the piper to play a song for you. A special toon that only he could concive, one that would cast a spell and spell and set your demons free.

When the song was over and your condition wasn't  relieved. The piper turned to you and said, sometimes you get what you deserve, not what you need.

Now i can see by looking in your eyes your inner demons still aren't satisfied. If i could offer you some advice this time, sell the rest of your soul and buy some peice of mind.
Written by darkstar69 (darkstar)
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