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This poem is about me fighting inner demons. I wrote it as me being all of humanity. |
| I have been delightfully forgiven they have been beyond driven here again we end our day another life is led astray pure bliss among unhappiness long since last november's end the branches on my tree begin to mend focused on a lifes wasted work duty falls upon this earth terrifying demons hidden, lurk among us now they find our worth bandaged pieces of a shattered glass we've all been given one free pass we are told to use it wise though all we do is fantasize beyond the demon lurk the dead wounds reaffirmed freshly cut and bled they're poking at us with newly sharpened knives here again we have distastefully tainted lives deliver us to the cycle of life we flee like germs we spread and damage thee they scorn against our tranquility we banish them to our best ability they thrive on pain and disbelief knowledge of worth brings us relief a war hath end and fresh beginnings open wide release of life left unbroken. |