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Jul 2020
The demons inside are born ,
Out of hate and scorn .
They guide you to the wrong turn ,
So that in hell you may burn .
I  see my dreams falling ,
I hear them calling
From the cracks Between my heart
They have devoured my soul part by part
From dusk till dawn the pain lasts
They haunt my  present , future and past
So I beg you , don't let them peek
Broken hearts and empty souls they tend to seek .
But I cannot fight ,
Another night
It's time i stone for my sins
This fight the demons win
The demon chains me down with chains that cannot be broken .
Veronica John
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Veronica John
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