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Child
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Ripping out the hearts of the weak.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Words: 50 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 2 - Published: 12-16-03 - Status: Complete - id: 1473496
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Rip their hearts out,
One by one.
You will not stop,
Until you're done.

Eat their souls,
Demonic child.
Hear them scream,
As you go wild.

Never stopping,
Just to think.
Only to have,
A crimson drink.

Demon child,
Look into my eyes.
Hell bent child,
You are mine.
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