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From the moment I first saw you, I knew there was something wrong. The way you walked and the way you talked, you were like a handwritten song. You where close to being angelic with dazy eyes and a curly head. But what I wasn't prepared for was that you'd turn out to be satan instead.
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
Satan
From the moment I first saw you, I knew there was something wrong. The way you walked and the way you talked, you were like a handwritten song. You where close to being angelic with dazy eyes and a curly head. But what I wasn't prepared for was that you'd turn out to be satan instead.
SANNII
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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