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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He fought hard but still caved He let the demons come in He knew her rare value Beautiful soul in front of him He used to be her the safe That protected her true worth But the demons broke in Put up a wall between her She had no play or part With his evil that brewed Inside of his mind Yet it grew and grew Until he could not hold it His grip beginning to break She was inasantly non deserving Of what she had to take She was the victim of The wake of his own demons He took it out on her He doesn't blame her for leavin His own battle he was losing He didn't mean to push her astray She was the best thing That had ever came his way These demons they are cunning. No care what's blocking their path The more destruction they cause The more that they will laugh The hold that they take Over the mind of their host The source of their power It is how that take the most Fight from his soul Breaking down his defense's She was the poor Angel That had to bare witness He used to blame his demons For the reason she was gone She was his saving grace He wished he had been strong Enough to see it coming Stop demons from gaining ground The the outcome might be different She might still be with him now Maybe he was meant to fight His war of self all alone To slay all of his demons His mind is not their home He found power in pens Writes strictly for one reason To win the war he's losing To these tricky damn demons In hope that some day He'll be strong enough to fight If the demons come back All doors closed to come inside His Angel has gotten away Due to his demons grinning It's just a battle, not an end Of a war that they're not winning Now he's on top if his pain In a balanced state if mind Living for himself happy No more demons of any kind He wants his Angel back safe He is wishing and believin He has win his war With these tricky damn demons Written 2-22-19
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