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Touch Of A Demons Tear

There was a time when I traded my soul to the devil, oh how happy he was when we danced among Heavens tears flooding the earth, weeping over my sin of lust.

Held captive in a strange place, I always wondered if it existed. Only sound was crackling fire around me, satanic claws tore thru my skin as satan held me closer to his fiery soul, whirling me thru flames, we danced while falling deeper in the endless pit of hell.

Staring into mesmerizing glowing red eyes, false visions of changing illusions, he was you. How wonderful it was to feel your hot passion as we kissed upon fake purple petals. My body became hotter with every touch, our bodies climaxed like never before.

Soon though all was still, I fell on bended knees, my body set a fire from his deep breath. With fiery tears I looked upon him, there he was crushing my heart as it bled thru his claws, but my lips were smiling as I heard your voice and life bled from me.

Last thing I remember, was the touch of a demons tear down my cheek.


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