Demons

The same old song
The rise and the fall
The hero and the black
The venom withering the intact
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Drowning in the ashes of another life
Facing the demons of our own design
Memories transpire like a fool’s gold
Scars become woven into the soul
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The skyline glows with eyes wide shut
Breaking down the walls of the insane
Running away from the destruction
That just hides in our veins
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Standing on broken legs
Holding up this crumbling veil
Waiting for the moment
That our ship sets sail

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Love your writing, especially

Love your writing, especially this one, very atmospheric and flows beautifully. :-) X