Christine

Visions Of Life
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2002-04-24 05:13:03 (UTC)

Demons

The whisper in my ear
The shadow placing
Claim to my heart
Pounding soul
Running from a nemesis
Which lives within me
Trying to escape
A part of me
The darkness which is my soul
My dreams
My desires
Fleeing from what I cannot be
Become
Fall victim to
Demons fill my pores
My blood
My mind
But I want more
To be cleansed of the poison
Which dominates my life
Mutilates my hopes, dreams
Shoves me down in my own waste
I want to be free from myself
Allowed to blossom
Somewhere that isnt black
Flourish
And see where I lie

-an anti poem by me


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