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For the devil
written by demented_vampire02:13 AM 3/6/05I sit and think of what I've become,
I close my eyes and pretend I'm numb.
I try not to let your pain get to me anymore,
I lure you into a room and lock the door.
It hurts me so much inside,
I start to cry.
I take the knife,
and regret my life.
I slowly slit my wrist,
as you pound on the door to get out with your fist.
I let my blood spill on the ground,
I can see that no one is around.
I realize I've cut too deep,
now my soul the Devil shall keep.
Now I'm going back to where I came from,
I'm the one for whom the Devil has come. |
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demonic?
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