My Demon lover

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My Demon lover

He's always behind me,
Everywhere I go.
His breath smells like,
Acid on rotting meat.

He has an Angelic face and body,
But he's all Demon.
Every time he kisses me,
He steals a little of my soul.

I cannot fight him any longer,
I want to give in.
To feel dark and evil,
With no fear.

It's he who makes me this way,
Only him.
His name's Kris,
And He's my Demon lover.

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WordSlinger commented on My Demon lover

03-25-2009

Demonz are every where, becareful. I gave this poem a 8

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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