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Jan 2013
There's an angel up above us
He's just listened to a song
And he understands it's meaning
Although it wasn't very long
This devil sold a secret lie
Now she fears it's far too late
If she could turn back the hands of time
She would ask for a clean slate
Cynthia is the devil.
She has come to do the devils work.
Alexander Albrecht
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Alexander Albrecht  29/M/Minneapolis
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