the creature who feast on instagram
Aphrodite’s niece
She is a social media beast
With each added post vanity will be increased
Thrives on desire
Born a millennial
She uses technology to feast
Instagram caption is burning in emoji fire
Bare skin photos churn up men’s desire
Each post becoming more luring than the prier
This is how she takes the souls
Gobbles them up in their own lust
Forever hungry, when she feeds, she gains more power
When confronted she claims it’s just menial
She claims everyone’s doing if not you’re in denial
She states it’s her life and that’s final
They don’t know her secret
Her blood has been tainted by the gods
With the ingestion of each soul her skin it glows
With each additional like her hunger grows
She hides her identity in a virtuous pose
Even though inside she smells of rotten hide
A creature created from a goddess
#booty she puts on her shows
Follow her page it is a must
She might follow you back if you comment on her bust
If she slides into your DM please don’t trust
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