My Inner Demon
I don't remember the day we met,
when i sat unwittingly, while up you crept
whispering false promises to my foolish ears
and pretended to care and wipe away my tears.
Slowly I gave you my mind and heart
and you sat and devoured it, every bit and part.
And in thaat haze i did not regret,
letting you take control and make me forget
every good thing that had ever happened to me
and you cackled with delight 'cause I'd never again be happy.
I dont remember the day let you surface in my mind,
I wish I'd had someone to talk to, that night.
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