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Nov 2014
Things I told you to keep
which were held so deeply to me
All you had to do was not to tell
yet you did and now it dwelled

You swore you never lie
cross your heart and hope to die?
You made yourself the devil slave
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unfortunately you'll be soon entering the purgatory grave!
Modern Serenity
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