Demons
The demons are feeding They gnaw upon my soul The demons hide within me They have complete control The demons will not leave me They torture me with fear The demons have no faces But I know that they are here. The demons paw my scars The marks of hate they made The cuts and lacerations Slit by Satan’s blade. The demons fire my hatred My evil bile they spill The demons splash my anger Poisoning my will. The demons taunt and mock me They tear me from my sleep The demons they will kill me My demons I must keep
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Absinthe Friend
Greetings from the grim north of England !
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