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i am the virtual voice that haunts you in your sleep.

i keep you in toxic fear, as you should be

i lick my perfectly pixelated lips, i can taste it

you are so delectable in your naivete

i am delightfully ferocious.  i taunt you with digital desire.

 i pace myself as to prolong the hunger. 

 i am not here to amuse you, i confuse your mind

optic nerves, intertwined. 

i blind you with truth.

you are your own savior

Created: Aug 10, 2012


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