When the truth is hard to swallow
And the light is hard to follow
I shall always remain in here
No I won't ever disappear
When the sharpened thorns grow thicker
And their rabid jaws become quicker
My rebellious flame shall not dim
I will not leave you on a whim
When you feel very insecure
And the very world looks impure
Give me all your demons to slay
I won't rest 'til they go away
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My Thoughts
PoetryHere lie the thoughts of me; in the form of poetry of course because I can't seem to complete a story. Oh well. So these poem will be about all kinds of stuff from horses to inner demons. Some of them are also very short. Enjoy P.S. some of these p...
