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The demon is back he’s here, he’s back and he’s deep inside, defeated the angel who couldn’t handle the ride, he swallows and consumes all the angels hard work, leaving him exhausted laying in the dirt, the darkest battles are inside our head, and always worse when I get into bed, I can’t stay awake but too scared to sleep, laying awake not knowing how to speak, the nightmares the terrors, bed left soaking with sweat, but the demons rise and they aren’t even wet
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Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 5:12 AM UTC
The demons rise
The demon is back he’s here, he’s back and he’s deep inside, defeated the angel who couldn’t handle the ride, he swallows and consumes all the angels hard work, leaving him exhausted laying in the dirt, the darkest battles are inside our head, and always worse when I get into bed, I can’t stay awake but too scared to sleep, laying awake not knowing how to speak, the nightmares the terrors, bed left soaking with sweat, but the demons rise and they aren’t even wet
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Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 5:12 AM UTC
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