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He made a game That no one could play Playing with fire With his deadly smiles Heavenly voice Hide the devil inside He's a victor But not a hero Soon he will fall Torn into pieces With his silly jokes Fascinated by beauty He made a collection Manipulating emotions Like a piece of cake No questioning He's definitely the Mastermind
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
Mastermind
He made a game That no one could play Playing with fire With his deadly smiles Heavenly voice Hide the devil inside He's a victor But not a hero Soon he will fall Torn into pieces With his silly jokes Fascinated by beauty He made a collection Manipulating emotions Like a piece of cake No questioning He's definitely the Mastermind
ana-steele
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
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