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Demons


My demons inside are trying to escape; there is no easy way to accept this fate.

Everyday I fell like I’m living in hell; I will keep trying to break the spell.

Into the afterlife I soon will go; everyone around me obviously knows.

This life is not easy but in a complicated way; people surround you and beg you to stay.

Without knowing the truth; you take a plunge into the afterlife that soon becomes home to you; you finally see that this is the way that it was not meant to be.

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