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Friday, September 4, 2009

Writings in The notebook from Kerri

From Kerri,
I sit upon the stones, and see the creatures
Up inside of me, Demons twist, the full moon bright
To you, you must die tonight.

The demons up inside of me, tell me what to do
Hold strong, prepare, the uncharted lies ahead.
From demon tongues to Suttons brain we are one
Seething, The exstacy for loving ever more.

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