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The Devils Playground

faster and faster the merry-go-round watch it go without a sound spinning and spinning and dripping with blood childs play a madman's love up and down side to side watch the swings see the slide mangled bodies without any eyes hang from the monkey bars its no surprise all they told were lies so they met their demise in the devils playground where the only sound is people screaming as they're spun around and round and round and up and down and back and forht and tossed about and it all spins around in the devils playground

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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