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Demons

Bleed out your sorrow
Bleed out your fears
Bleed out regret
Cry bloody tears

Ask your reflection
What you've become
To what kind of demons
Have you finally succumb

Demons that haunt
That come out every night
Demons that appear
After every fight

These demons appear
In the form of your thoughts
In the form of your razor
In the form of your pot

And though you keep them
Hidden away
You know your gonna
Snap one day...

Your thoughts will come free
As you silently bleed
While you sway and you stagger
As high as can be

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Written October 6th, 2004

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  • Seth
    February 6, 2005
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    Breathtaking excellence.

    Wow. This is absolutely fantastic. So very hypnotic and deeply fascinating. Beautiful wording, flow, rhythm...
    Just so mesmorizing... Hm, what else can I say? Oh, the message here is so hauntingly true, and the feel to this is so chilling. Darn it, there aren't any words I can say that express how freakin' awesome this really is. Everything flows so eloquently and tragically beautifully. (don't know if that's how to word it properly but whatever) this is just brilliant.
    Seriously, this is the best poem I've read in weeks. Just, excellent.

  • deawriter
    February 4, 2005
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    FREGIN AWESOME!! I loved it, deffiantly a great write! keep up the awesome work!


  • Ime
    January 25, 2005
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    GReat Write once again..

    Great write.. If I didn't believe it b4 I definately do now.. you have the potential to be an influence on poetry now and when you get older.
    Edited on Jan 25, 10:05 p.m. because 'Sounded stupid.. '.


  • xXxGabrielxXx
    January 25, 2005
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    okay okay ill fix the typos! lol

  • Benighted Eidolon
    January 25, 2005
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    No matter the typos, I still endeavoured on reading this poem, and it did deliver with the dark and sinister yet an untimely shine of hope... But in all poetry I do believe there shines hope, no matter how dark it becomes or how dark the poet/poetess really is. Languid and bequeathed of nothing but red, which is quite good since you used red as the color for the letters. All in all, this poem was pretty damn good, and I must say that later, I will have to read more of your work...

    ta-ta for now...

    Gabriel

  • salamander
    January 22, 2005
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    2 typos that I see..... "Deamons that haurnt"--should be haunt.
    and "In the for of your razor"--should be form. And also, I've never seen this spelling of demons. I've always seen it how I just spelled it. But that may just be me. Anyway, amazing write. I can totally relate.
    SalaMandar

  • sacredsilence
    October 13, 2004
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    Wow! Thats a really well written poem. So sad though....

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