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I have an image burnt in my brain,
I have to get it out!
I watch you walk by ill at ease,
the demon crawling under your skin
I catch it writhing under the fabric of you
when I pass by too close.
I see the crook in your jaw
when someone offers praises
And I know what you are thinking
when the hair on my neck rises.
I feel the daggers squarely
when you walk behind my back.
You avoid me like the plague unless its
To bring on an attack.
I notice your shifting skin
When we accidentally brush past
in the working rush.
Send that dark energy over
and I'll keep fobbing it off.
So I caught your lies
and called your bluff
now you're casting spells n stuff.
I'd laugh but
I have more compassion than that
A hate so strong can harbour a kill,
loosening bolts on a car's wheel
shows you very ill,
I don't care,
I just keep aware
the devil got me once
and Never will again.
In my mind uneasiness rests
my soul sits its vigil high on a crest
Calling to me, concerning your unrest.
Your fake invitations cover your evilness
You cut my strings of welcome,
You try to kill my reputation
But I have a power no man
or demon can put aside.
I will always have the strength
to be where I preside
I do not covet, wheedle or hide.
I will not let the fates decide.
And the devil can't have you
because I hear your cry;
Salted pillars of dried tears
turned stalactites hovering over stalagmites
I will break these and rub them
On the windows and doors
of your soul burnishing them bright.
I will fight for you and bring you
to a summit high from where you fell,
I will love you till it squirms
and i pull your fears aside.
You are not the first to come to try
and send me back to hell,
Tell your puppet master
I have the sage of its disaster;
And I will take it on an win again
and send it in my place hereafter,
And you will then embrace
the true power and meaning of grace.
Till then snicker and squirm.
I'll bide my time crisis managing,
Putting the fires of hell you started out
till its time to cast this demon out.
And after this has past;
I promise to the last,
I will not forsake you.