Posted by | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 03-03-2015

once upon a dark cred night.

I awoken dreadful fright.

something creepy in front of me was not sale i was weary

now is December can you remember for.

The times that you died.

when he talks it sound like he has to for real and beat.

The more the door go’s the annoying it get’s.


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