Don’t let a demon know your name, or the situation in which you met him, he'll call on it again and again, each time, waiting for you to give in, partaking in daily bread on each season you decide to let him in, my shadow lives on, and his hunger is sustained, consuming each part of you, your soft body, getting to know each part of it, give in once, and give in twice, going through the motions, zombie sex, before long, you'll start to wonder, how you jumped in this pit, you just wanted a massage, boom, bang, the next thing you know, I’m petting your kitten, live, laugh, love, a poet in a prison, maybe it was just a question, you’ve lived and loved, maybe there’s no reason to ask again…

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