souls

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By Peaches

the soul is left to carry on when the mind and body gone when the devil comes along the soul is there to sell one thing that resists me more every soul is said so pure and yet you take a deathly tour and then you fall to hell

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August 3, 2010 18:50My.Lovenote.Has.Gone.Flat.XO

i love this one