Imbedded Demons No amount of soap can cleanse my soul I scrub and I scrub But I just can't get clean My demons are imbedded within my skin They can not escape No matter how hard I try But when the blood is drawn they slowly escape For they feed off my blood And my pain The longer I bleed the more surreal things become Till eventually all my demons have escaped Along with my conscious self..
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