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To demons of mine

I bid them farewell

I wish them luck

And lead them back to hell

I warn them of dangers

That carries daylight

"Steer away from travelers

With pocket knives

Engraved with hope

And bathed in smiles

'Cause if they penetrate

Your darkened skin

You will burn with a fire

That comes from within

Every soul and even mine

That you have managed

To extinguish just fine

But not every mind

Is as weak as your home

Not every heart will

Surrender to your throne

So do not go looking

For a new friend

It is only I who can let

You stay till the end

Come back when you need

To feed on some dreams

Ensuring that only

The dark ones reach me

But beware of the people

Who dwell on the light

'Cause they will chase you away

With all of their might."

- Rati

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