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The Succubus


 

Female entities that prey on emotional weak men,

stealing their souls by lust, claiming semen.

Using collected soul fragments to enslave,

leeching and take everything to the grave.

They will cheat, lie and fake all indulgence,

creating a mental sensation emulgent.

Providing gratification to senses by extreme beauty,

remaining forever attractive in effective duty.

Appearing in dreams and illusions of victim,

slow drain with each encounter inflicting.

Making sure of tempting images appealing forms,

giving men access to those fantasy norms.

Succubus appear to please the ego,

where selfish attraction needs to bestow.

Compelling psychic abilities to seduce,

deadly love that only can consume.

Wet dreams and its erotic phenomena,

poor ethical desires and its arena.

Shadow shifting spirits temptation,

easy eye seductive sensation.

Alluring females playful force,

changing directions and its course.

Emotional intelligence is the quest,

and the end of the rope as test.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.

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