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I know that demons hide inside of me They make themselves a home They succeed in making me feel alone Isolation is all that I know I long for the day when I can feel something that is real Full of despair and loneliness The malevolent cling to me With their sinister yet strangely comforting grip. I long to be free I tear open my skin hoping they'll fly away I don't want to give in.
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Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 9:03 AM UTC
My demons
I know that demons hide inside of me They make themselves a home They succeed in making me feel alone Isolation is all that I know I long for the day when I can feel something that is real Full of despair and loneliness The malevolent cling to me With their sinister yet strangely comforting grip. I long to be free I tear open my skin hoping they'll fly away I don't want to give in.
Another one of mine from an old journal
Velvetshimmer
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22/F/England
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 9:03 AM UTC
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