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More in The Poetry of Rygar

succubus

The succubus came with a smile
And a sweet word on her lips
But plotting she was all the while
And luring me in with her hips.
She told me that I was special
She said as she lied to my face
And that there could be no other
Until another has taken my place.
And now I am left here alone
Pondering that which went wrong
Unforeseen forces unknown
For the love that I knew is now gone.

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