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Jan 2011
Oh, hell! Open your gates,
let your demons out!
Let new ones make Satan's company!
Drag sinful beauty in by the ankles,
hoist her high, broadcast her *******
screaming,
she pleads to return to the sweet plain of id.
Smelt her soul, and ornament your gate!
Oh, hell! Oh, my heart! Oh, hell!
Copyright January 2010 by Victor Thorn
Victor Thorn
Written by
Victor Thorn  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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   Rachel Anderson
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