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Jun 2013
The demons manifest inside my stomach
And sit on the bones of my ribcage
Stirring up trouble
With their piercing point tip ears
And crystal red eyes
They rip their long black
Razor sharp claws
Against my flesh
Trying to cause a ruccus not only inside
But now on the outside

They double in size every month
They get older and gain strength
They learn my weaknesses
And start making holes under my walls
I've built to keep them restrained

I won't know how to stop them
When they are stronger than me
And rip me to shreds
Only to eat my weary flesh
2sided2
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2sided2  California
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