El-Diablo sang a song for me

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By eleanor maslen

El-Diablo sang a song for me, Down in hell, he let me see. the demon inside, that scratched and screams, that haunts my nights, my endless dreams. From outside it looked so dark, scars on my soul, it left its mark. sometimes i cut, so i know im real, The slicing of the blade is all i feel. As the blood slips, over my skin, i dont belive the life im in. I didnt know the pain inside, was caused by the life, that had died. El-Diablo sang a song for me, we'll meet again, it has to be.

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August 31, 2011 21:31lance

you call me insane,,,,,,my msn isnt working right now,,,,,sorry i cant come on and bug you

September 1, 2011 09:14eleanor maslen

Ive never deny to be insane.

But this poem isnt about me :)

September 4, 2011 18:32Natural_beauty_Ashe

nicely written....

September 8, 2011 01:37Words of Death Vindication

This is well done :)