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Sep 2011
The devil's been lonely
So he courted my soul
With promise of comfort; that he'll make me whole

We talked through the night
Of our hopes and our dreams
With candlelit dinner, serenaded by screams

I know he's just perfect
And he think's I'm fine
So forever I'll walk with his hand in mine
Jeremy Joseph Nicholas
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Jeremy Joseph Nicholas  Eau Claire
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