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Demon of The Shadows
Demon of The Shadows
In darkness looms a shadowy figure,
A demon theif of joy and delight,
It slinks behind our backs and whispers sinister word,
Bidding us to see through its eyeholes instead.
As we stumble through life's labyrinth,
Chasing after dreams that seem too far,
This creatures creeps, growing bolder, darker,
Until our would becomes an endless night.
Copyright ©
Jeff Evans
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