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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Personal · #1251753
We all have our demons. Some are just more abstract than others.
Pent up rage streams forth
Like moonlight piercing the night
My past brought back to life
No chance, no explanation
Branded, marked for life           
Running, fleeing from my torment
It eats at me from the inside out
My demons seek my soul
My eternal struggle carries on
Across the earth and to the gates of hell
My mental war wages on
They come at me in droves
Each trying to claim my soul as their own
My body bloodied and scarred
My mind begins to weaken
Yet my soul still burns bright, refusing to die
Renewed energy pulses through my veins
My pain is now my fuel
Unstoppable am I
My wrath has no bounds
I embrace my enemies
Face to face
Evil stares me in the eyes
I will never surrender
I will never die

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