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I thought I was over this before.
My demons of the past,
far behind me.
Buried and forgotten.

Unfortunately they never left me,
they were always there,
because they are a part of me.

My desires still rage,
they boil over inside me,
the dam is cracking,
and close to breaking.

The flood that pours out
would be uncontainable
beyond any storm
I had faced.

The carnality I have is beyond words
the lustful heart I have consumes me.
My desires only grow more.

If ever used,
I would give into my desires,
my fleshly mind,
my evil heart.

The battle brews inside,
I thought I was over it,
the demons I faced are

no longer sleeping.
Apparently I have unfinished business.