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All my demons coming to play. One tells me to slit my throat- The other tells me to pray. One tells me to bleed. The other tells me 'sweet dreams'. I cannot trust one or the other- Maybe even both. But I cannot escape them. One sits on my bed. The other is inside my head. I'm not psychotic or even hallucinating, just hiding from my demons.
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Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 5:13 AM UTC
Demons
All my demons coming to play. One tells me to slit my throat- The other tells me to pray. One tells me to bleed. The other tells me 'sweet dreams'. I cannot trust one or the other- Maybe even both. But I cannot escape them. One sits on my bed. The other is inside my head. I'm not psychotic or even hallucinating, just hiding from my demons.
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Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 5:13 AM UTC
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