I was just a small lad, commandeering my grandfather's lap every time I caught him sitting. He had an old portable record player.This was one of his favorite songs.
I listened, learned to love this song, as he played it over and over. I know now he was praying fervently for his wayward daughter , that took savage, sadistic delight in tormenting his already broken heart.
No matter what anyone says, GOD SPECIALIZES in horror, imps still think unfixable!
The devil is a LIE! Bow down satan!
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