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A sweet face of an angel She is friends with the devil At war with the monsters She is hard to handle Warm and gentle heart She has nerves of metal Slowly freaking out She is a twisted and mental Destructing idols of fear She is unable to settle On darkness she feeds She is a born rebel
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
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A sweet face of an angel She is friends with the devil At war with the monsters She is hard to handle Warm and gentle heart She has nerves of metal Slowly freaking out She is a twisted and mental Destructing idols of fear She is unable to settle On darkness she feeds She is a born rebel
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
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