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Tonight I might slip Into the Devil's hands I don't feel God Reaching out to me I hear a battle in my head And Satan is winning Please help me Before it's too late
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Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 11:06 PM UTC
Tonight He Wins
Tonight I might slip Into the Devil's hands I don't feel God Reaching out to me I hear a battle in my head And Satan is winning Please help me Before it's too late
Tonight has been hard.
grace_marie
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18/F/United States
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 11:06 PM UTC
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