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Succubus
The splintered exorcism of this succubus,
Once the deepest lover
Has synchronized itself, only to
Fuck us over
And its grown to know I’m coded for you to be callous
Stretched out in loneliness in your ice palace
I’m maddened by the discipline
With which I still worship your being
And everyone wonders at once,
What in god’s name is she seeing
Maybe I’m just haunted by the buckling fear
I’ll never again find this feeling
Copyright ©️ Kimberly Virga 2026
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