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Demons
With darkness scintillating in my soul, And the seven of wands in my hold, I take up the challenge upfront, Paper planes ready to fold. The sea washed away my sandcastles, But isn’t history made of the remains? Lies may plunge me and throttle, But the truth isn’t out for a bargain. With white, you pray and at black you fray, Isn’t life just a folly gray? You look at me like I’m your foe, But I’m just the atoms’ play. You rise to your mighty glory, You take your sickle with unknown fury. You mutilate every hope that hangs, You bite through the soul with your fangs. Scriptures say you are the Unridden, Blame to none, for you are well hidden. Sure you stay, though you are unbidden, And you drive us to the forbidden. I rip myself to pull you out, I bleed through wounds as you guffaw me to doubt. I shut my brain to shush you out, I scream out loud as I hear you shout. You show up at my doorstep, I sigh, relieved, the doors are latched. I turn around and I yelp, You stand behind me- unattached. I needed to propel you to defeat, ‘How’ stood upright with a question mark. I sought The Charioteer and The Shepherd, Even the desert wanderers of the Holy. Energy drained and ghastly exhausted, I look at your bloodshot eyes. “What do you want from me?” My voice echoes through the veined walls. “Nothing is what I desire. Nowhere is where I go. No word is my hymn, I’ve come here as your rhyme.” Your eerie voice is not unknown, The familiarity- I cannot fathom. My pupils widen as I see your face, Might be the devil, but you are my mirror image. “I am you and you are me. Same DNA, but I’m not your clone. I’m the carrier of your loathing, But I save you from heartbreak.” “Fear me not, I do no harm. I keep you human like you are meant to be. I shall go but it shall take a penance, Until then, let me be your ally.” I rise up and drop my swords. I step forward and extend my arms, And I embrace you, my doer of the seven sins. You might be my demon, but you’re still a part of me.
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