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Nov 2011
The horrid monster that dwells inside
The phantom in our deepest mind
That deadly thought that we are not fine
Always blows up at the worst of times
The time when we look in a mirror
And see not a shadow but a shade
Are we not overcome by fear or
The desire that it must be changed?
Just knowing we have that demon
Crawling through our fragile brain
Sends us searching for easy freedom
An extermination with no pain
But this wonderfully quick escape
Is not found save through burning fire
And the refining test of faith
Throws this ugly creature on the pyre
And filters out our dying ways
Written by
John Marsh
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