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Jan 2017
I feel the black beast
Growing inside of me
His claws sink inside
Heart full of blood
Drips like a rain cloud

Wonderful wishes haunt
A smile is stopped from
This monster controlling
Me, I need salvation but
I'm full up to my knees
Ghost Writer 3
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Ghost Writer 3  San Fransisco
(San Fransisco)   
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   Mary Winslow
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