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Dance With The Devil
With words of a dozen
With scent of a rose
With feel of a storm
The darkness arose
With a smile of sarcasm
With a hint of control
With a devilish grin
As he stood on the floor
With steps of a ranger
With swifts of a dove
A dance of a waltz
A feel of a cold
A burning sensation shot from above
A dance with the devil
A spring on the floor
A spark of sensation
A fail of remorse
A piercing pain
As i got to a hold
A goodbye wave from the ghost of me
A swift on my feet
Straight to the devil's greet.
poem by Priscilla Matos
The Devil can talk and have full expression control, and is perfect for all IClone motions.
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iClone > Actor > Humanoid > Fantasy Humanoid
