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Awkwardly circling the room Waiting for my song I pull up a few chairs for my demons They nod to me, I nod to them "Let's hash this out ," I say and so it begins The music sends me into a trance The demons and I begin our dance Like a complex game of chess We both bring our best More than a mere monster mash Stars will tell of this battle for eons The universe forever scarred by our clash Scholars will forever question my reasons Suddenly a chord brings me to my knees Waking memories I've yet to overcome The one pain that I can not reprieve Through this chain reaction I am done Years of progress reversed Known dead ends revisited Familiar cursed ground traversed I've relinquished resistance Demons thirsting to rake me over the coals I've forgotten why I fight consistently All plans now reduced to one new goal **** The Pain: By Any Means Necessary* Awkwardly circling the room Waiting for my cue I used to be someone new now I've regressed to someone I always knew I pull up several chairs for my demons They nod to me, I nod to them "Let's hash this out ," I say and so it begins again and again
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Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
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Awkwardly circling the room Waiting for my song I pull up a few chairs for my demons They nod to me, I nod to them "Let's hash this out ," I say and so it begins The music sends me into a trance The demons and I begin our dance Like a complex game of chess We both bring our best More than a mere monster mash Stars will tell of this battle for eons The universe forever scarred by our clash Scholars will forever question my reasons Suddenly a chord brings me to my knees Waking memories I've yet to overcome The one pain that I can not reprieve Through this chain reaction I am done Years of progress reversed Known dead ends revisited Familiar cursed ground traversed I've relinquished resistance Demons thirsting to rake me over the coals I've forgotten why I fight consistently All plans now reduced to one new goal **** The Pain: By Any Means Necessary* Awkwardly circling the room Waiting for my cue I used to be someone new now I've regressed to someone I always knew I pull up several chairs for my demons They nod to me, I nod to them "Let's hash this out ," I say and so it begins again and again
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Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
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