The Demon Me

The demon me

The demon blood is inside me
I have to feel so bad pacify thee
It is a circle of life like a tree
It is a rare occasion that I have to see
I am you and you are not we
A teardrop fall as angels come plea
I ignore their rites and fall heavily
To be back one day when the sun shines free
Will this hurt ever or never let me be
Sometimes I see god but does not agree
He wants me to let myself unlock the key
Red blood floating on oceans of the sea
A temple of the gods made by Ulysses
Mud covers the earth to fault eternally
The demon blood will always be in me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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