demon monologue
never loved a breathing being.
that one book, what's that about?
being into someone or grieving?
yeah, that one book. Son of God, do I hate reading!
never been kissed or never been hooked?
life's not a hospice, it's Overlook.
Crowd craves him crucified, someone's got to feed 'em.
the blues of mine are few now.
amor fati as some wise men say.
these times there's joy found to be this way.
it rather makes all the proud bow down.
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