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The Demons Within Me


Heart thrumming Blood pulsing Mind racing Thoughts raging Demons pounding At my door Becoming one of them Once more. Veins throbbing Eyes sobbing Nose dripping Pain ripping Through my body Painfully Poison flowing Unmercifully. Fingers fumbling Foot drumming What is it That I'm becoming? Monsters laughing Calling names I'm falling for their Tricks and games. Monsters hurting Demons cutting Can't control the Blood that's running Gasping, thrashing Holding on Failing, dying Not so strong. Can't control The things I'm feeling Can't control that I'm kneeling to The demons writhing Deep inside This body that Once was mine. Eyes are sinking Ears are ringing Skin is melting Away with my soul Becoming something I can't imagine Now mind and body Forever cold.
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