She's a lovely demon
She can sense you are lonely. She knew you would come back, you always did. How would you escape her charms? She is a thirsty spirit, wracked in agony. Searching for the same thing not knowing the futility it will bring. Between the lights and among the shadows, an unhappy secret exists.... Meeting you was a dream, it's time to wake up. Let's be strangers again.
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