Cutting And Demonds Poem by tashayla cloud

Cutting And Demonds

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cut, cut
burn, burn

that is the song
the demonds sing to me,

cut, cut,
burn, burn

Its apart of me,

cut, cut
burn, burn

nothing can stop
what is hapening to me.....

IM GONE.......

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tashayla cloud

tashayla cloud

bemidji, minnesota
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