My demons awake,
When I am at my weakest.
To bully, bruise and break
A heart.
That is already,
Bullied, bruised and broken.
Knowing I will never be strong enough,
To put the demons back to bed.
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 12:25 PM UTC
My demons awake,
When I am at my weakest.
To bully, bruise and break
A heart.
That is already,
Bullied, bruised and broken.
Knowing I will never be strong enough,
To put the demons back to bed.
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