it started out, a normal day. a friend comes a friend goes. nothing out of the ordinary. but he showed up, near midnight so late but yet he did. walked through the door like nothing was strange, as if he had been there before.
but he was new. he was the devil in disguise. the type to hurt you in the sweetest way possible. so captivating, so sweet and yet so far out of reach.
the devil came down to my couch that night, a hand pressed against my thigh, and a smirk on his lips.
he could talk normally, as if this was all okay, starting out so far from me but drawing closer. the time ticked on and it felt like with every passing second my heart sped up, my attraction to him burned me. like i had just touched a hot stove after being warned not to. just to see what happens.
i found out why i was warned not to.
he was temptation, he was sin.
and by god if i didn't want to be a sinner.
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zombi
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