Daddy daddy the demons are coming. Daddy why do they want me?. There ice white fangs and razor sharp claws that scratch me at night. Daddy daddy please can you stop them there hurting me. They tormenting me. Daddy they want the blade,, why do they want the blade daddy? Ouch daddy there hurting making my crimson blood run on the floor. daddy please stop them there choking me im loosing my breathe...daddy daddy are you there watching over me. Daddy the demons got me soon i will join you.
Amen
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Riddles of a destroyed mind
PoetryHave you ever just wrote what had come into your mind? The renditions of twisted thoughts on paper.
