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Nov 2010
I am the one who brings you to a nightmarish hell…Trapped in a bad dream as your prison cell…I come at night for the ones the Sandman sees unfit for good dreams…A magical mist of water, asleep, and I wait for screams…My magic brings monsters demons and all you fear…terrible pain for the ones you hold dear…I get asked why I bring such horrible things…My answer is simple “I like what stings”…So next time you wake in a cold sweat…you earned it you deserve it you get what you get!
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Gregory Villone
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