The air is cool,
The smile was fake,
Look around,
Have you won first place?
No,
Why?
Because its impossible,
Only to some that is,
The ones with demons,
Well,
They win,
The ones who dont have demons?
Well they sometimes lose,
Wonder why?
Because my dear,
Its always,
Demons, before angels,
No one knows why its that way,
But some will tell you,
As they told me,
Demons, before angels,
You shall win that way,
So remember,
Sometimes to win,
You must remember this tip:
Demons, before angels,
And see where it goes from there,
Demons, before angels,
Demons,
Before,
Angels.
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My Dark Poems
PoetryTitle says it all. - They are not all dark, either. - And there is a few scary stories I found. Note: None of this is like, personal, or true, I convert my anger and depression into these poems. Some have meaning, others don't. Also there is a slig...
