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Demons

The fire in her heart had grown weak How was she to win the battles in her sleep Now and forever she closed her eyes to escape To find comfort in the deeps sombre embrace That which she sought she never found Demons and evils greeted her Strange faces dark and twisted They laughed and clawed and shrieked Through dark halls and forests bleak Scarier still the faces were familiar A dream long lost, a memory drifted One such night as any other As she wandered a hall yet un-traveled With a gasp she noticed what stood before her It was one of the demons that dared to haunt her Ragged, grimy and caked in mud It took a step toward her with a heavy thud In her hand appeared a gun She shot the demon to the hell it had sprung from The demon instead shattered and glittered To reveal a gilded frame of earth and lead She fell to her knees without a sound And shoved the gun in her mouth She must escape this prison There was no redemption The demons had tormented her All too long Eyes shut tight She embraced the light The shot rang out as she softly fell Deep into the abyss where the demons dwell She did not wake up Nor did she return For the demon inside her Was her and not else When ones soul speaks It’s best you listen For ones soul becomes tainted When left unfelt
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hani
Maldivan
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Aug 29, 2011
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