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May 2015
I feed my demons with the darkness
they soak the light
from the good
and bring the demons
to the ******.

They curl in the shadows
and stretch upon the earth,
soiling all they touch
with their sulfurous stains.

Their talon-nails
are beautiful,
but oh how they cause pain.
These ****** dark demon beings

They want to ruin this place,
unearth all the good
and leave chaos
wherever they may run.
Cíara McNamara
Written by
Cíara McNamara  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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   Cecil Miller
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