We are all vessels,
Puppets to the demons who have haunted us for centuries,
Devouring our souls and playing with our minds.
Bad people are those who were weak enough
To let the evil demons take over.
We try to destroy them,
But we can only kill the body, the vessel,
Never the demons.
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RandomSomething that pops into my head in the middle of the day or in the dead of the night, something worth remembering. (will continue uploading when this hits at least 20 reads)
