Poem 8

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Baking
Shaking
No one will save me

Burning
Churning
When will I learn
Not to make deals
Not to have feels

The devil is my only refuge
My only shelter
My only hilter
He hinders me

He gives me purpose
Murder
Learner
You don't make deals with demons

The flying victims
Screaming in terror
Coming from the lair

The true pit
Of self pity
Eternally burning
Churning

Thinking about what you have done
What you have become
Be one
A demon that cares

About the living of life
About the eternal strife
Being human
Isn't that cool and

We all want to change
We want to get off this phase
The demons
Devils

Gods
And Angels
Always want to help us
To find us

In the darkness
Help us from the street lamps
Before we get cramps
The inferno

The eternal circle
No one can escape it
The bottomless pit
Of sorrow

And suffering
Can I go back to buffering
Living my life in a haze
A crazy daze

Not remembering a thing
Waiting to hear a ding
Waiting and waiting
Won't someone save me

Falling falling
I think I hear you calling
I see a hand
For me to grab

I'm back
From the damp
Dark place
I can see your face

I was in a cell
I put around myself
To keep me from getting hurt
By the numerous jerks

But I like you
So I'll open up
Just don't be late
I'll be at my gate

We can have fun
Just don't bring a gun
We'll live for eternity
Will you ever start to love me?

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