Demons My Dear

Demons My Dear

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The demon is trapped in my mind...there is no where i can hide...they dance with the dark. I'm screaming but you don't care. You just pretend like you don't hear.
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The water is my home...It is the only place I feel free...I can go anywhere, be anything as long as I kept to myself...It has been years on my own and every once in a while I return to a place I had found happiness. He made me happy until we were kept apart. Now I am free or am I? Just like anyone else I have dreams, dreams to walk, to sing, to dance but those dreams were shattered in an instant or is it. Is it possible to achieve those... I wonder... but I wont stop, I won't stop until those dreams become a reality. It's time to go back home, my real home.

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