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Jan 2015
I fought the angels that
tried to save me
and kissed the demons
who stole my soul.
Evil can be so beautiful,
Twisted, haunting,
But so much like myself.
I thought they would save me,
But I was wrong.
Nice is different than good.
Liz And Lilacs
Written by
Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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