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I sit and await the highborn kinsman, As I look below, I see only sorrow, To purge myself from mourning cries, To self obstruct I do abide, The destruction of my skin shows my way to the end, Dark shadows cast their way behind me, Sadness seeps into my soul as I prepare my own sepulchre, The demons among us sense my presence Preparing the horrendous journey brought by the Angel of Death, The demons, the demons a motley they hide within us Blood is shed Battle scars last forever But they still wont leave me alone, The demons are at a war, And the war is inside my head They're calling me Beckoning I'm wanted on the battlefield Prepare for bloodshed, I am on the battle field, It is strange, There are many people here, But I am the only one fighting, Then the demons attack, I feel their blades slashing me, Everywhere, But I keep going, All I can think about is when these demons are gone, Then I realize, I can end it all, But I keep going, Slashing, Bleeding.
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Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
Battle
I sit and await the highborn kinsman, As I look below, I see only sorrow, To purge myself from mourning cries, To self obstruct I do abide, The destruction of my skin shows my way to the end, Dark shadows cast their way behind me, Sadness seeps into my soul as I prepare my own sepulchre, The demons among us sense my presence Preparing the horrendous journey brought by the Angel of Death, The demons, the demons a motley they hide within us Blood is shed Battle scars last forever But they still wont leave me alone, The demons are at a war, And the war is inside my head They're calling me Beckoning I'm wanted on the battlefield Prepare for bloodshed, I am on the battle field, It is strange, There are many people here, But I am the only one fighting, Then the demons attack, I feel their blades slashing me, Everywhere, But I keep going, All I can think about is when these demons are gone, Then I realize, I can end it all, But I keep going, Slashing, Bleeding.
A collaboration between my friend and I.
sarah-31
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Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
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