Well im not a poetry writer in the slightest sense, but you guys have inspired me to attempt something, with your great poems.
This is something ive started but not finished, please tell me what u think and if u have to how bad it is, i will accept any criticism...
This Demonic presence
is eating me alive
it does not make any sense
how the darkness thrives
The weaker i become
the quicker i fall
as my body turns numb
my dreams begin to call
the light starts to fade
as my eyes slowly descend
The darkness has made
my dreams transcend
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