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Damien's Fire

Damien's fire. Burns within. The original sin. The rockers taking. In music making. Loving the guitar. Songwriting by far. Playing for the ages of fire breathing pages. Unleashing lyrics beasts. Strumming, before those drums. Of a life coming undone. Rock on, Sinful baby. Make the world go crazy. Whip those asses, playing hells desire. Make them play with Damien's fire. Rock on, Sinful baby. Make the world go crazy. Whip those asses, playing hells desire. Make them play with Damien's fire. So, rock with us baby. Make, this world go crazy. We need nothing more. Than sin at our door. Play the deepness of the soul. This burning that was stolen. Licking over that spine. Strumming on the shrine. These dark times unwinding. The instruments of lying. Feeling the heat of searing. The hearts time in bleeding. Cut me with that knife. Of loves sinful strife. Rock on, Sinful baby. Make this world go crazy. Whip those asses, playing hells desire. Make them play with Damien's fire. Rock on, Sinful baby. Make this world go crazy. Whip those asses, playing hells desire. Make them play with Damien's fire. So, Rock with us baby. Make, that world go crazy. We need nothing more. That sin at our door.

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Date: 2/9/2017 3:57:00 PM
Very nice.... I was hoping that I can find a Ghazal from you, since many moons ago you wrote that you'll try to write one. Nevertheless, great job with your sinful baby.
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Date: 2/1/2017 12:08:00 PM
I like this, sin at your door.... I can hear music behind it. Are you going to try to send it in for the contest?
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