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her eyes turned black her voice went flat she stabbed me in the back when I turned to run she's a demon she's a demon I love your darkness pour it on me like molten lava baby, scorch me I need to be clean she stopped me in my tracks stopped my heart just like that she pulled it out of my chest while I was sleeping in her bed she's a demon she's a demon I love your darkness pour it on me like molten lava baby, scorch me I need to be clean D'exercice vous serait blasphème mais il vaut mieux pour moi to exercise you would be blasphemy but it's best for me I need to be clean
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 8:10 PM UTC
Elle est un Démon