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Torn
Being split is strenuous
torn apart from reality
demons flood my veins
like fields of fire takes ablaze.
I'm kind, I'm mean, I'm stubbornly bleak.
I love everything, with all of my might,
mistrust and misfortune surrounds me
how much more can I fight.
Kind words fill my soul
She's beautiful deep in
but demons and patterns
repeat and engulf.

© ParmaV