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Cruel Demon

Cruel and Full of hatred She stalks me Like a demon In the witching hour Always here, Always taunting me Never able to release Her hold Spreading rumors, Lies, Playing victim in Her head She yearns for Attention, and Control, A narcissistic enemy She prowls Angry, Releasing hate As I fight to Disengage her Claws from my soul Sucking the life Out of me Little by little Until I’m no more I fear Distance alone Will not Remove her hatred For I have The one thing she Wants above all… Her offspring

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Date: 1/11/2022 10:42:00 AM
One hopes the offspring are worth it! Aloha!
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Date: 1/11/2022 10:38:00 AM
This is great Sarah. Well done
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