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This does not reflect the opinion of my workplace, it's fiction :/
Sexy Devil
She fell from high to way down low,
With a sheer latex covered in red,
To a place where she greets, with a beautiful black smile,
Folks who find themselves dead,
And her curves are divine, her lines are perfect,
And it’s clear she knows what you think,
You see, she knows all the things that you’ve ever done,
And she smiles at your little kink,
And she leads you toward a new life of desire,
Baiting you with what you yearn for,
Placing desires just out of your reach,
Making you believe you need more,
Till you realise, one day, you’re living in hell,
Your life is out of control,
You realise you’ve been chasing what you simply cannot have,
When you sold the good in your soul.
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