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Jun 2016
i knew who you were
and i knew of your name

i know what you do
and i knew of your game.

and knowing all of this and what you've become,
why did i give in so easily to the devil himself,
who smiled like and angel?
Deana Knight
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Deana Knight
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   eric calabrese and Stephan
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