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You never quite know

You’ll never quite know,
When they’re going to come.

They’ll always take you by surprise,
No matter how well you prepare.

They’ll break friendships,
With unforeseen responses.

You’ll never feel it,
Until it’s too late.

Unheralded, they destroy me,
Keep me awake,
Keep me asleep.
Force me to say and do,
Force me to think and not think.
Stop me from eating,
Stop me from fucking.
Make me love,
Make me hate.

You’ll always know,
After they’ve been.

They’ll always surprise you,
Ruining your preparations.

You’ll always feel,
When it’s too late.

The world turns upside down,
When the Demons come.

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