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Sep 2020
The demon that lives within me;
Is difficult for your eyes to see.
I cover it well behind my face;
That you find angelic without a trace-
Of the evil that resides in my brain,
Running through my body in my veins.

But I can't keep it inside anymore;
I want to show it to you before-
My mask cracks, and I can't hide,
You must be acquainted with my dark side.
Only then I will be able to give myself to you,
Without ever fearing bidding my love adieu.
We all have places in our heads we don't want people to visit.
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     ap, ---, Paul Butters and Jeremy Stacy
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