a dark truth,
admist beautiful lie.
of smiling tears,
and crying goodbye.
to escape,
this abyss so deep.
eternal bliss,
among chaotic sleep.
he's Death,
the reaper of souls,
but a savior,
from this world so cold.
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Words to My Demons | Poetry ✔️
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