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Apr 2013
I made a deal with the Devil.
He told me to run away,
And never look at you the same.

He said he would help me pay
All to play his game.
Why?

Because I had made a deal with the Devil
To never see the world the same,
For life not to remain--
The goal of my sanity.
Brandi
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Brandi  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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