demons

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At night I cry
My demons consume me
They pick and scratch at me
They whisper nightmares into my ears
They tell me stories
Stories of the terrible past
And give me worries of the future
They fill my head with lies
And rattle my bones with fear
At night I cry....
I cry because the demons are here.

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