short-story

The darkness eats my heart,It fills it with the silky, inky lust,Constricting my thoughts,Overpowering my desires,Restricting my free will,Possessing my thoughts. Powerless,Its arms enwrap me,I feel it’s rapture, it’s longing,Deep within, I relent,Giving way to its orders,Preparing for my madness. Drink the poison,Else others will suffer,They have in death,The monster that dwells,It screams to be

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