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Tormented deamon

The prayer demon
From his pit screaming
of the bone-deep wounds
that cut his very soul

He.

Who never cries
Yet never laughs

Never wastes
Yet never enjoys

Never asks
Yet never replies

Who will never die,
out of his eternal torment.
Yet never really lives.




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Publicerad 2010-07-23 04:23



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