Art #5

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So, for this one it's got its own, sort of poem.

Each day passes
I go through the motions
But every night it haunts me.

I can feel it stand behind me
Its presence scares me to my core

His red eyes and his dark grin
His body so void of detail that it looks as black as the night.
He grins, waiting for me to fall asleep
He waits to ruin my dream with his demonic ways

I want to run
I want to hide
I want to be rid of this demon

But his grip on me is tight
So tight I feel it in my soul

He sucks all of the happiness out
And leaves nothing.

Each day passes
I go through the motions
But every day it haunts me.

Just a little FYI, demons do exist although I'd much rather have them like they are in SPN, but sadly we aren't that lucky

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Just a little FYI, demons do exist although I'd much rather have them like they are in SPN, but sadly we aren't that lucky. That is the demon that has decided to attach itself to me. It has no features except glowing red eyes and a Cheshire grin. It stands outside of my bedroom door every night.

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