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Kisses.
Don't trust me.
I will implant my demonic seeds..
Into your pure being.
Your happy,
Your innocence,
Will now be demolished.
Your eyes,
My self,
Your soul
Is my wealth.
Your blood,
My drink,
Your screams,
My salvation...
Cut..
Cut..
Cut
Away..
My little minions.
I'm watching.
I will implant my demonic seeds..
Into your pure being.
Your happy,
Your innocence,
Will now be demolished.
Your eyes,
My self,
Your soul
Is my wealth.
Your blood,
My drink,
Your screams,
My salvation...
Cut..
Cut..
Cut
Away..
My little minions.
I'm watching.
Published 27th May 2015
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