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  • I was born in hell
  • Was raised in heaven
  • Grew my wings and horns
  • When I turned eleven
  • Something is wrong with me
  • I just cannot feel it
  • Everytime I earn my pride
  • I just rip and peel it
  • This is because...
  • My father was the evil
  • My mother was a saint
  • Everyonce comes up to me
  • and then they just pry and faint
  • These are the problems
  • of an angel-devil child
  • These are the problems
  • of an angel-devil child
  • I was born in hell
  • Was raised in heaven
  • Grew my wings and horns
  • When I turned eleven
  • Something is wrong with me
  • I just cannot feel it
  • Everytime I earn my pride
  • I just rip and peel it
  • This is because...
  • My father was the evil
  • My mother was a saint
  • Everyonce comes up to me
  • and then they just pry and faint
  • These are the problems
  • of an angel-devil child
  • These are the problems
  • of an angel-devil child

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