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Satans Tool
By Juggalotus
I look, se all the faces around me
I can't figure out how the hell she found me
I clean all the blood off my rusty old knife
With it goes all of my suff'ring and strife
Why do my feelings, I always hide
A wonderful girl, I wish I'd confide
I said I'm her friend
from beggining to end...
I lied.
She means the world, but she mustn't know
I have so much inside I cannot show
The demon inside me, he says not to tell
Well, fuck it
He can go back to hell
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Copyright 2003 Juggalotus
Published on Tuesday, October 21, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, September 1, 2004, Northstar
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wrote:
nice--I really like the flow
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A former member wrote:
i like :) MCL
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A former member wrote:
i can definatly relate to this one, i have feelings like that all the time. great work
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On Tuesday, October 21, 2003, yslehc
(334) wrote:
aww good write i feel like that about good friends of mine
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