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Jun 2012
Buried beneath
a broken home.
Day dreaming
of ****
that's long gone
down,
down,
down
to the darkest ditch.

I miss you.

Hell just isn't any fun, when the Devil's not at home.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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