Demons

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There's a storm brewing inside,

That I've hidden for quite some time.

I've covered it up with lies,

And buried it too deep to see.

I feel it scratching, clawing,

Beneath my skin urging me,

To let it out again.

I breathe in the regret of ever hiding it.

I breathe in a final breath,

Before it takes over.

I stand up and looked in the devil's,

Menacing eyes taking him by surprise.

I've stared down way worse than you,

I say remembering my darkest days.

He cursed himself realizing his mistake.

I raise a stake sealing his fate,

As I defeated my demons and the devil within.

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