Dying Soul

by Dani   Jul 3, 2005


My inner demon haunts my dreams,
Frightens my soul.
I sit and watch my life go by,
Quickly it disappears.

My life is limited,
My love is fading.
My days are short.
Leaving every thing behind,
Including you, excluding it.

Pressured by people around me,
Telling me what to do,
My demon telling them no.
What kind of creature have I become,
The demon was my teacher.

Trying to hold back,
The cruel intension's inside me.
Like a burning flame,
Burning every thing inside me.

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