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Aug 2010
****, your here again.
you're to weak for here.
you just follow, you never listen.
since you're here, you have to stay near.
babe, listen get behind me.
they are coming.
run away, don't let the demons see.
make sure, you keep humming.
run run away.
please never return.
ever especially today.
for if you do your soul will burn.
i look at the demon.
its eyes so dark.
its harsh howl.
its tainted mark.
i shudder at its growl
it swings its arm.
its razor claws.
cut me, causes me harm.
its strong and fast,but it still has its flaws.
the demon smells my blood.
it sniffs at the air.
thoughts in its head begin to flood.
i silently draw my blade, with the evermost care.
it moves again.
its gaurd falls.
as it moves in.
i think for a second, as if time stalls.
in an instant its there.
i point, my blade leads.
it wraps a lock tight snare.
i feel the warmth as it bleeds.
tired so im sorry tht it isnt any good
Written by
Neil Waldron
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