Demons

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My demons control me.

Tell me what to do, what to be.

They don't understand the light.

They don't even put up a fight.

They roam my body, my mind.

Telling me things that aren't so kind.

Whispers and lies are all I hear.

Like people whispering in my ear.

My demons can not be tamed.

And all I feel is pain.

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