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Dec 2014
Go
Go to death
Or go to his cousin.
Tell her you are only here to visit.
Tell her your nightmare is an 8 hour minute.
Go to his cousin,
Tell her go to death.
You are only here to visit.
Im in a casket trying to mask it.
Death sits in my eyes and
I'm howling and screaming.
My devil cries sink deep down.
Dark and bold
Then the story gets old.
I will go to death and
We will visit his cousin.
Her dreams are like a windy vision.
Where I can sink ten leagues beneath.
Death is an ocean.
And when I am with her
I cannot breathe.
Sabrina DLT
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Sabrina DLT  Los Angeles, California
(Los Angeles, California)   
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