I am a demon, hungry for human will power,
I come cloaked in promises, I depart leaving destruction.
I smell like desperation, I taste like whisky sour
I am a demon, hungry for human will power,
I can feel high as a sky or low as a canine cowered.
I leave you with a craving for second introduction
I am a demon, hungry for human will power,
I come cloaked in promises, I depart leaving destruction.
My first triolet. Fun style to write in. |
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