My demons

All my demons are greeting me as a friend,

We have our ways and are never afraid,

Whenever we ask permission to crusade,

Out in the field where the sky is black,

Because we always have each other’s back.

-kulas

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By Francis

Alone with my thoughts, Alone in my dreams, Alone in the night, Alone with my screams.

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