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Son of a devil

Son of the devil I am
Am I, I a psychologically 
Misunderstood individuality
Emitting my soul in the caress of hypochondriasis
Believing in the many illness of fame 
Belligerently dumfounded to using a needle point frame 
On the oasis of my flesh 
To depict-ate past failures, un-relieved stress and to provoke
An aggressiveness determination
Not blinded by greed, and to be astronomically true to me
Me the son of a devil

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