Feel the sharp senation along your skin as the intruder enters within along your spine it goes tingles down your back hairs sticking out on end. A plunderer, destroying your defences. A thief, stealing away what is yours, what makes you who you are. At every inch of your body the blood darkens and cools the soul fills with rage. Your heart pounds its hardest leading the final attack against the fiend. In failure, it beats once, twice and no more The soul is no longer yours But the property of an entity. That enriches your being with its way. Possession, Possession. Possession.Birth sign: Leo
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