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All my demons

Contributed by LovesJester45 on Friday, 18th November 2005 @ 06:47:59 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

Im sick and tired of being alive and not living.
My will written in blood which i've cried, fades like disappearing ink on scrolls made from dead skin from broken hearts.
This soul eats my flesh like carnivorous demons whose sole intent is to erase my exsistance.
But i get the last laugh for i never really exsisted at all.
Just a figment of a tortured soul's imagination who no longer has the patience for patience, the wanting for wanting, or the dying for dying!
Death has given me a new life filled with all that my old has deprived me of.
My old life, spawned from an infectious disease made to contradict its very name and to ruin those sleepless nights forever waking myself with my own screams.
By smothering me with its boundaries and pathetic addictions like Lucifer's pied piper sugar coating pain while leading us to our demise.
The time for all that has passed cuz nothing else matters now, nor sunrise to sunset, new mood to old and all crumbles like dust in the wind.
Everyday has it similar differences but still the endings never change.
I dream of sugar plum faeries dying in my head and those sheep i've been counting are ending up dead.
Even in rest i remain peaceless, so as nights remain sleepless my body turns fleshless.
Devoured by creatures that societies deamed unworthy, get their revenge on the living by picking flesh out of their teeth with bones of the disgraced finally showing the truth in humanity.

Copyright © LovesJester45 ... [ 2005-11-18 18:47:59]
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Re: All my demons (User Rating: 1 )
by MandiLee on Wednesday, 1st November 2006 @ 07:35:56 PM AEST
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wow deep poem! but very good

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