“Making me high, making me whole”…

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Up against the wall…
In a cheap hotel room…

Senses all blurred…
Intoxicated by perfume…

Sugar lips kissing…
Tongues mingle and play…

The Devil has infected…
Is what they will say…

Underwear falling…
Revealing naked skin…

Sweat begins to glisten…
Exploring deep within…

Thrown around like ragdolls…
In a frenzied attack…

A moment of abandon…
Nails assault his back…

The bed offers comfort…
As their actions intensify…

He moves down her body…
Probes between her thighs…

She whispers and moans…
Lets out a scream…

Is this really happening…
Or is this just a dream…

They met in the bar…
Never asked for a name…

They’ll part in the morning…
They’ll hide any shame…

And live with this memory…
Mixed up with guilt…

Remembering the feelings…
As her orgasm built…

In that very moment…
Realities were traded…

Distraction took hold…
And the real world faded…

Two sinners colliding…
Getting off on the danger…

Addicted to the thrill…
Of sex with a stranger…

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“Trying to keep an eye on you”…

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Sat in the corner,
of a cheap hotel room…

Champagne in hand,
camera on zoom…

As the action unfolded,
in the dark of nightfall…

The twisted voyeur,
captured it all…

Watching her victim,
chained to the bed…

Blindfold and handcuffs,
arms and legs spread…

The vice girl has finished,
walked out the door…

After fucking him hard,
he was begging for more…

But she left with her money,
no questions were asked…

Unwittingly starring in,
this very visual act…

Caught through the lens,
of the sick voyeur’s tool…

And now it’s her turn,
she knows what to do…

With the camera recording,
she leans over him…

Kisses his sweet lips,
before plunging the knife in…

Straight into his heart,
without any hesitation…

Watching him die,
with a cruel fascination…

Smiling so sweetly,
as his life ebbs away…

So high on the feeling,
produced by killing her prey…

And bringing herself slowly,
to an orgasmic state of mind…

Before returning to her screen,
to replay and rewind…

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“Barely holding it all together”…

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Fallen mixed messages…

From a perfect Queen Bee bitch…

His deaf ears refuse to listen…

To her blind sales pitch…

Working her out in circles…

Shaking her out of his mind…

As he basks in Yellow sunshine…

The cold Black snowflake kind…

Her words are dark and chilling…

But he doesn’t listen to what she says…

Simply remembering the innocent times…

It’s always easier that way…

Because her sword has a double edge…

With a blade that slides through skin…

And when she plays with cruel desire…

It’s impossible for him to win…

So as her world begins an ending…

He peers through broken glass…

Listening to her breathing…

Then searching through her trash…

But the beast with wings approaches…

And soon it will be time…

He will have no place for hiding…

She will destroy his state of mind…

Sanity…

At…

Risk…

“Everybody here seems to be sleepwalking”…

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Sat in the half light,
surveying the city…

Invisible to all,
yet searching for pity…

For someone to notice,
or give me a sign…

That I exist and
that I am “FINE”

As I look around,
watching damaged souls…

All bitter and twisted,
all growing old…

Eyes looking down,
shoulders hunched…

As the fists of life,
have repeatedly punched…

Each individual,
square on the chin…

Extracting the fun,
removing the grin…

That once appeared,
upon their faces…

Before the Devil,
tied up their laces…

Playing his tricks,
weakening each mind…

Opened up to suggestion,
distractions to find…

And tarnishing them,
beyond all repair…

Leaving hearts and souls,
in deep dark despair…

Sleepwalking an Earth,
that’s constantly revolving…

Never looking up and
never ever evolving…

As each day passes,
edging closer to death…

Our final moments and
our final breath…

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“Eye spy the worst place, in the world”…

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This is a true story…

One that’s seldom heard…

But whispered in dark corners…

And ignited by the words…

That are never spoken aloud…

In fear of what they’ll say…

As someone is always watching…

Each minute of every day…

In a story that encapsulates…

The true meaning of desire…

Of the sinful undertakings…

That flicker in Hell’s fire…

A story that gets buried…

Out of sight, out of your mind…

In a land full of deception…

Where distraction is designed…

To drag each and every soul…

Deep into its Black depths…

Where the depraved simply exist…

And the sinner simply regrets…

But is no longer capable…

Of pure thought and deed…

Which was instantly replaced…

By the Devil’s evil seed…

That has taken a firm grip…

Entwined around cold hearts…

From the very first moment…

Like a poison filled dart…

Piercing each and every soul…

And infecting all their thoughts…

Removing all the goodness…

And the innocence once taught…

This is the story of demons…

A story of pure evil ways…

Where nothing is ever sacred…

And nothing will ever stay…

Covered up or hidden…

As this story will always be re-told…

And if you didn’t heed the warning…

Eye spy a fool playing with Gold…

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