Dear Diary

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The world is a hectic place for a soul to find peace.
The inner demon has the ability to camouflage.

No one knows who to trust,
Who to love,
Who to care,
Who is their so called soulmate. 

The world is a catastrophe.
Everyone has the ability to rip another soul off their body.

One's valuable can be stolen in the name of greed,
One's family can be taken in the name of power,
One can control everything in the name of unlimited dough.

Dear Diary,
I wish the almighty one would take me,
For I am a vulnerable soul,
Weak for this world.
For I am incompatible,
Fragile heart to sin,
To take away a soul in the name of power,
To make my hands dirty for that dough.

Dear Diary,
Will there be a peace on this land?
Can someone stand up and put an end to this?
Is the Almighty going to watch His creation burn down?
Can peace be made if I sacrifice my life for it?
If that's the answer then I don't mind,
For I am vulnerable and fragile in this place,
It is chaotic mirroring my mind.

Dear Diary,
I have had enough watching demons play around.
Perhaps I could find peace on the other side.
Goodbye diary,
Goodbye world,
I am going to try it out,
Have fun playing with the devil.

Love
XOIV

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