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The devil looks familiar When I pass him in the streets Something about his hair and eyes reminds myself of me Or you perhaps. His face is never clear Always changing. But the devil is always Familiar to me Perhaps because I am so familiar with him

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walrusfaces

Published: Oct 14, 2014
LinesWords: 1147

Tags: #love #fear #depression #hate #sadness #demons #devil #you #familiar #faces

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