Like a Demon Wailing For Redemption
i wander in the lonely corridors, looking for familiar faces,
finding only memories of people who lived there,
i stand in the clear blue sky gazing at the blue moon,
the moon gazes back at me with the cool of its light,'
the shrill of the flowing river fills the atmosphere,
and i notice even the water is trying to escape
surrounded by lethal smoke,i decide to indulge in it,
and life once bright begins to show dark shades,
all the glitter this place promised was fake,
and i see others falling for this beautiful hell..
but now,nothing matters
because IAM JUST LIKE A DEMON WAILING FOR REDEMPTION...
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