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Torned n decieved
Angelic crys whispers within my soul. Overshadowed by the darkside, a pawn between two foes. The good the bad the power to two, the Spiritual battles tears me in two. The weapon of choice "Addiction my friend" you didn't see in coming, huh until you seen thee end.
Published 17th Jun 2015
| Edited 5th May 2018
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