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Sep 2014
My name is not important for I'm insane.
to try and find me will be an act in vain,
for my face is hidden behind a mask
those who have seen what is underneath hide with a flask,
if you are to ever hear my song,
never dare to sing along,
for I am of the darkest shade,
my kind of fear can never be made,
nothing can be unsaid or unread,
if you shall read my book you will be filled with dread,
for this is a book that if you see your name,
I shall surely mame,
for the darkest night hides and flees,
this is the chapter you will bleed,
you might as well go to bed,
for I am but you deep in your head.
MalisterMikey
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MalisterMikey  Georgia
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