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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Ghost and the Romance of Nighthags by FD F.D. Ravenskraft as I sleep, I'm seeing her weep but in an angry release choking me to my deceased the madness of being hovering over me I see the ghostly form warning me of my Lover's deform As. the moon shines through the window with a soothing dark gloom. The romance of the Night-hag raping my soul. like swimming in broiling oil coming in the cunning of scars why I sleep to awaken burning with scratches on my body lusting after this succubus as she says to me, Lover, this is not of yours,. but you belong to me The Witch coming for you in which you impregnate her as you wish. forcefully trapped in her game of thorns I watch her love you but don't need you as the moon reveals, you need her Coming out of the trap, you awaken to fight tonight. Off you. As hell took her away. remember the night of the hags has taken you away helplessly as my geist soul searches for you in the furnace, You don't belong. As I suffer with you. under the witches' spell as we burn together by the stones made from the sacrificial lamb this is your forbidden oil that cleans the scars of hell from your cell You're awakened from this dream. But helpless without your soul, I took your romance from you. with the solid deal with the hag only for you in hell to belong to me may your body rot why you sleep I pray to your lord my soul of yours I keep
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