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Demonds
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the new ones theres a need to be free
a yearn to let go
a part still unknown
most of my path still unshown
it depends on my heart
for i've abondoned my mind
i've hidden all traits and gifts
so they become myth
and forigne
and barren
untold
and usless
much like me
and my heart
one spirit comes and stirs
another comes and blurs me
and yet another tries to cure me
my poisened heart still resists
damagedness presits
and previels
don't let the oportunity stalk me
it depends on my heart
my heart still ingors
oportunity
roams around me
lingers through me
intagles itself in this beaming dull war
a detrimed solider marches forth
time taking the chance away
my heart isn't ready
oh i'm not ready
to change
to make the risk
to exchange
unknown for known
bitter for joy
lonileness for you
oh and egocentric
because i am nothing
but to me, i veil the world
so i just see everything
