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A search for a dark soul. |
| Demon's delight Arisen here two souls entwine Blissfully, though not divine. A cut, a scratch, abysmal bite Not angels, white - demon's delight. Hair unnatural, skin transparent. Blackened soul earned or inherent. No surface bones though body thin, Light shines not through holey skin. Needle painted, blood thick deep. She's the one that he doth seek. Awaiting her reply, his love. A demon with no soul to speak of. |