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NIGHTTIME FORMAL AFFAIR
Bomb of loud explosion, fire flames steals all. Reign his thrown of life's center stage...A 4th July fireworks display. Blacken & charged...Once was a soul, now the Devil has you in his back pocket fully in control. The Devil's high stakes game, burned & not learned...Deadly it's cost !!! Cons of slick...Liars & cheats...Trickster & tricks...A magician magic man smiles & you don't understand his darken heart ways. Blacken souls...His losers of rolls...Waiting 1,000 in line, dusk of twilight as darkness his flying cape... Seduction his Craft function, he lavish & rapes, dragging you through is cast iron gates. Greedly he takes, selfish is his hunger & as evil suffocates. Unfortunately displays a masquerade evenings of wickedness, tasteful & naughty of wanted pleasures. Welcome all to this castle ball of such deranged horrors & derelict of oddities. Behest & relish in acts of nighty macabre sins. Black blood pours, his vampires craver more to please & respect their PRINCE OF DARKNESS MASTER. River of meticallic, their pallet agrees. Toxic waters you can smell in the breeze, dropping one to their knees. Putting a toe in such waters & diving straight in killing all that thinks they can swims. Only a ghoul, or beast ,a monster to say at least submerges & feels good in. For it's too late, one's last rite words scream...GOD HAVE FUCKIN MERCY ON MY SOUL SINFUL SOUL !!! For there's no 2nd chance for you have choose your road.
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