Trust and hope are your soldiers. Don’t let them die. Lust is your enemy, make him starve. Words are your weapons, use them with care, few at a time. And, love is the reward for this war.
-Nupur Dua
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Devoted to the demons inside
PoetryMy demons were scraping the hell out of me, haunting my skull like never before. They didn't permit me to live, they screamed even more when I wanted to die. Sadness was all over me, adorning my heart's scars painfully. And very soon, darkness would...
