The demon of my dreams was once an angel She was once adorned with a golden halo Like a dreaming wonderland It suddenly becomes a taunting never-land The friend we once held close Now is a thief dressed in a cloak She once held an apple, promising love But now she chases with hunting knives … <a href="https://ground000.wordpress.com/2015/04/14/angel-of-my-dreams/">Continuereading <span class="meta-nav">→</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="https://pixel.wp.com/b.gif?host=ground000.wordpress.com&blog=32084475&post=1863&subd=ground000&ref=&feed=1" width="1" height="1" />
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