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invoked
I am in my element
I strike the day and bring in the darkness
then harken to my soul the restless spirits
growling for a feast they should now be appeased
incessant chatter doesn't matter
inflicted insult and I turn around
I laugh harder than most
they call me madness
I'm proud of that moniker it suits me
prowling the night I hear my name spoken
I answer the infernal soul
sending out my feelers
telepathically intimidating
I find it thrilling my illness
carnal delight at my Master's beckon
besotted and beset
corseted lust be damned
I'm going to let it all hang out
so you see me eye to eye
in the intercessory affliction I feel you sigh
capturing your whispers I feel you moan inside
I am your woman
you are my man
invoking my rights I make a stand
so mote it be
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