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Now let me tell you what happened next, The bold the feeble, Went with the dead, Down went the rich, The poor and The worthless, The useless and The innocent, I was doing it, No it can't be me, I took lives, With tears of glee, Happiness is what filled my face, My mouth kept moving, And my mind insensate, Insensible acts, Proved my desires, Divine were those and those didn't tire, shattered blessings, Built up curses, Collected bad dreams, With songs and verses, They wrote my stories, Earned the fame, Forget themselves Became my tamed, With fiery eyes Heart of a master, I stabbed her hard With a daring laughter, smirks and anger My guiding angels, my misguiding devils, Made it stranger, Misjudging me, is your mistake, Cause I was awake On my bed, When you were in your dreams, Far away, I was the bad man You met in your way, your dreams feed me, Your smile kills, But what suits you best Are the smoking chills, Give me life Rather death, I am,I was A living hell, I will take you to my nest, Let's just say, Yesterday, I was possesed..
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 2:16 PM UTC
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Now let me tell you what happened next, The bold the feeble, Went with the dead, Down went the rich, The poor and The worthless, The useless and The innocent, I was doing it, No it can't be me, I took lives, With tears of glee, Happiness is what filled my face, My mouth kept moving, And my mind insensate, Insensible acts, Proved my desires, Divine were those and those didn't tire, shattered blessings, Built up curses, Collected bad dreams, With songs and verses, They wrote my stories, Earned the fame, Forget themselves Became my tamed, With fiery eyes Heart of a master, I stabbed her hard With a daring laughter, smirks and anger My guiding angels, my misguiding devils, Made it stranger, Misjudging me, is your mistake, Cause I was awake On my bed, When you were in your dreams, Far away, I was the bad man You met in your way, your dreams feed me, Your smile kills, But what suits you best Are the smoking chills, Give me life Rather death, I am,I was A living hell, I will take you to my nest, Let's just say, Yesterday, I was possesed..
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 2:16 PM UTC
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