The devil man

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By eleanor maslen

Into the wicked web of woe some will stay, some must go through bloody nights of endless fears of morning grief trough-out the years of darkend souls on darkened nights the endless pain amid the fights. The ghost calls out thy name of sorrow for this life you must borrow take thy hand of the devil man walk with him at his side stand forgotten, broken a bleeding eyes never graced into the skies instead kept down below the earth hidden away denid thy worth. the forgotten lay old and used there minds rotten, beaten, bruised. Cover them now, there faces gone forgot the pain what they did wrong the devil himself will take them away and we can live a brighter day.

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September 29, 2011 02:11lance

curse the devil man, let his unheeding be his downfall,,,,,,