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Day 11:
"Death Season"
Amidst the death season's eerie veil,
He lay with her, her charms so pale,
Her beauty masking her true form,
Her touch a dark and deadly storm.
His mind and body she did entice,
With promises of pleasures nice,
But soon he felt frustration's sting,
As he became her captive thing.
He tried to resist, to break her hold,
But her power was far too bold,
And so he lay there, trapped and alone,
With nothing left but bitter moan.
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Have you ever heard of a mythical creature Succubus? If you haven't, info's on the comment section. 🥰❤️
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