In shadows deep, where moonlight fears,
A soul resides, engulfed in tears.
Not wanted here, by sun or day,
A demon's cry, in twilight's sway.
The echoes dark, they dance and taunt,
A haunting voice, by pain, it's gaunt.
In depths unseen, the heart beats slow,
A demon's wail, in eerie flow.
Beneath the surface, fangs and fire,
A spirit seared, by cruel desire.
Not wanted in the light of morn,
A demon's scorn, forever worn.
Yet in the depths, a strength does gleam,
A spirit fierce, in endless dream.
To rise above the shadows' flight,
A demon's might, in endless night.
For in the darkness, demons sing,
A tragic tale of broken wing.
But deep within, a spark remains,
A demon's pains, turned into gains.
So hear the cry, the demonic sound,
A soul once lost, now firmly bound.
Not wanted, yet it finds its way,
A demon's day, to rise and sway.
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CRYING HEART
PoetryA heart crying out for revenge🔥 Wanting to make it even with the person who made it cry🤧 A beautiful♥️ but yet sad story😭 all poured down into words The rainbow and dream land first passed through💯🤗 Before the devil's Isle 👿😈 All these poured...
