You still haunt my memory. Your poison still in my skin but slowly as I heal, you will go. I banish you from my lands.
-Satan
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Satan's diary
PoetryBesides liking hard liquor and hellish trees Satan is poetic and what ones might say a dream searcher.
Entry 78
You still haunt my memory. Your poison still in my skin but slowly as I heal, you will go. I banish you from my lands.
-Satan
