Sunday, January 17, 2010

The Devil Is Me

When I awoke it was another reality.
And born into confusion more than I could have foreseen. 
It had all the makings of a new life.
But those demons they don't stay behind.
Pulling me down, seeking their revenge. 
All too easy I sink into their abyss. 
Haunted I press forward. 
But every action has its recourse. 
I wish I could feel them, sweet consequence. 
But I am empty and I an unable to repent. 

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