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Nov 2013
Now listen my dear,
don't hold back your tears.
Hell is empty 'cause
all the demons are here.

Here comes the witches,
goblins and dragons.
My life is a war
and my soul is the fort.

They tear at my flesh
and they rip up my skin.
I can't drown these demons,
they know how to swim.

I can see the snake
slithering at my feet.
This battle is for the strong,
not for the weak.

I long for the day
for the end of the fight.
I'm alone in the dark, and
longing for the light.
Written by
nicholas the poet  USA
(USA)   
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