The demon is awake again.
Oh what shall I do now?
It wreaks it’s havoc on the town.
It’s hate spreads out.
The demon is awake again.
Oh what shall I do now?
It wreaks it’s havoc on my life.
And now I’m going down.
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Poems I Write
PoetryThese are all the poems I've written throughout my life. Enjoy or don't, it doesn't matter to me.
