The devils daughter was my only friend,
The pain and sorrow seems to never end,
Subsequently treacherous,
These lies we feel come down to this.
She cuts and bleeds, hatred in her eyes,
But the demon she holds never dies,
I worked so hard,
And she never tried.
Drag me down,
Hold me tight,
I need a taste of hell tonight.
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Things That Keep You Up At Night
PoetryPoetry written at dark times in my life. Most of this poetry is about family, ex girlfriends, old friends, and my own mistakes and feelings. Before reading this volume set, I strongly advise you to turn away if you are currently suffering from depre...
