He seeks the demon at night with true devotion
Lets it crawl into the deepest depths of his emotions
He is now the demon himself indeed
In the late night he roams the streets
Abuses the sobers' minds with rot
Changes the innocents' thoughts
Demon embodied in a bottle here and there
Sold all around, stolen everywhere
Don't let the demon in, if you dare
-Rose D.
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