"demons are in my head."
"did they crawl their way to your heart?"
"..yes."
"did they hurt you?"
"no."
"who did?"
"lots of people."
"they're killing you.. the demons."
"slowly, but I was hoping you'd help me fight them."
"of course I would."
"why?"
"I love you that's why."
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Feeling Sober[✔️]
Poetrycould I stay sober for you, love? *contains suicidal references