monkey's uncle
She has a little demon, a creature like monster that acts like a monkey's uncle posted up on her shoulder. It has her hostage and really knows how to hold her heavy like a boulder to crush her and unfold her in a burning smoulder. Can she escape from the rape of the greatest ape? The greatest in hatred that feels like the sedated. But wait, its this in a faded dreamstated belated left to be debated. "God will help" "God will ease the disease from Hell's fleas with degrees higher than the highest of tree's" All she needs to do is wake up before its too late to make her fate on its engraven and inevitable date. She is too special of a vessel to be embezzled with this unsettled feeling of the Devil. He needs to take his Demon he made with his semen during her most deepest of dreaming while her body was still breathing and believing that she was just sleeping. Can she make that great escape from the monster of hate? She just simply needs to wake before it is too late.
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