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Praise to the lord.
Like good little boys.
Praise to the devil.
Like evil little girls.
My shoes are torn.
From running away.
Numerous times.
Though I’m free.
Praise to the lord.
Like good little boys.
Praise to the devil.
Like evil little girls.
Possession is nice.
But I like chains.
Punishment is fun.
But I’m finally free.
Praise to the lord.
Like good little boys.
Praise to the devil.
Like evil little girls.

- Title: p r a i s e
- Artist: The Doll
- Description: a few lines of a random poem I wrote out of no where.
- Date: 04/28/2009
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- singchick8 - 04/30/2009
- That is good! Please send me a PM! I need to ask you some stuff!
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