You hate your demons,
you blame them that you messed up.You think that they're the ruiner,
dark cruel creatures creeping in your mind saying that you're not enough.But what if I told you that-- if you let them,
demons can be angels too.You ask me,'how?'
the answer?
'Perspective.'
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Unspoken Words
Poésierandom poems about random things from a random girl. x (currently editing)