
Demon Cake
In a ravenous lust I search my nightmares for you…
Beholden a tempestuous yet silent smile I yank you through…
Disoriented and furious are all my comrades and inmates…
I do not rebuke their opposition… I negate their fate…
For I fix and admire their position…
Some hang there…
And some hang there…
OH.. (Giggle) there are also, some suspended by there hair…
Heartless I may seem,
but those who feel that way lack appreciation…
For the Hunger Of A Fiend…
Daunting can be the night…
My gates repel contrite…
Long are the hours,
Even more so are the red showers…
They may whimper and they may whine…
Their sorrow are of no concern of mine…
For I did not find you by mistake…
Your choices defined you as an ingredient in my demon cake…
*Madamchryzl*
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