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[Anonymous Encounter]

My demon's unsheathed while attempting to conceive
Of the excuse for my queen, my love to be
These tears flooding my soul and voice

As I struggle with myself and this difficult choice.
The succubus in an angels form
The beauty with lies to disarm my scorn
Eyes radiating false sincerity
Enveloping my heart in a screeching harmony.
Lips a poisons drug of ruin
A delicate touch imbuing
Its caress into my flesh
Slipping off the straps of my emotional dress
Gazing at me nude with false love in her kiss
Slipping the restraints around each of my wrists
Cooing softly a web of deceit
Stealing me from my fearful retreat.
My heart delicately breaks
Unleashing a painful hate
Towards my own self and my romantic fate
Halting my attempt to wipe it clean by breaking the slate.