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Noise are made, Door **** turning. Continuously shaking the **** makes me afraid. The door creaks open as fear burning ............... To discover his face Just for curiosity, to build a case. A case on THE Devil That no one could ever Only darkness is aware of him Pulling my sheets, trembling, oh Grimm As he walked over to me Hearkening to whisper voice Looking deep into his depraved eyes What's next... To be unknow! Ahhh...
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 8:30 AM UTC
The DEVIL
Noise are made, Door **** turning. Continuously shaking the **** makes me afraid. The door creaks open as fear burning ............... To discover his face Just for curiosity, to build a case. A case on THE Devil That no one could ever Only darkness is aware of him Pulling my sheets, trembling, oh Grimm As he walked over to me Hearkening to whisper voice Looking deep into his depraved eyes What's next... To be unknow! Ahhh...
jessica-harbaran
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 8:30 AM UTC
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