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Jun 2013
Blood by the statue, cold and dead.
Drug by the demon, my demise they have lead.
My heart has bled too and through.
I just don't know what to do.
Like me, love me, do what you need.
Dead bodies bleed in the streets.
I will consume your soul.
It has taken it toll.
I am the devils child.
A fortunate mistake.
Dementing things fuel my lust.
Whips, chain, gags.
Trust...
Do you know where my heart has been?
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Casaria NightShade  Not tellin' you, stalker.
(Not tellin' you, stalker.)   
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