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Channeling demons against my will. My body, used. Seen nothing more than a flesh ouija board. In your game of self reassurance. I'm not the conduit, you wanted me to be. My eye's just as open as yours. Stop telling me otherwise.
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
Voices.
Channeling demons against my will. My body, used. Seen nothing more than a flesh ouija board. In your game of self reassurance. I'm not the conduit, you wanted me to be. My eye's just as open as yours. Stop telling me otherwise.
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Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious
33/M/American
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC
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