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Jul 2015
You've haunted my dreams,
and now have come into view.
With all flames and hellish crusades,
Why do this to me?
You dance around as though
a prize is to be won,
with your riddleing songs.
But they don't call to me,
I won't let this be.
Tonight your killing spree
ends with me..
Brandy Nicole
Written by
Brandy Nicole  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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