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My Demon Inside

I looked at myself in the mirror there was no reflection staring back but something wicked and pure evil I knew then however I do not care about life or death my feelings are now non existent I'm numb I have blood on my hands and ice in my veins I have murdered in vain I won't ever forgive myself for what I have done Instead I'm letting my demon consume me entirely For now I wander the earth a lost and heartbroken soul

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Date: 4/25/2017 10:09:00 AM
This is an emotional poem, even though it speaks of numbness. Don't stop writing! Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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