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Depression of a Demon
In shadows deep, where darkness creeps,
A demon dwells, where sorrow seeps.
Its heart, a void, devoid of light,
Bound by chains of endless night.
Its eyes, once bright with fiery glow,
Now dimmed by tears that freely flow.
A haunting melody, its silent cry,
Echoes in the depths of a starless sky.
With every breath, a whispered sigh,
The demon craves release, to soar on high.
But shackles tighten, holding it tight,
In the depths of its own endless night.
Yet hope, a flicker, refuses to die,
A distant spark amidst the sighs.
For deep within the demon's core,
A strength awakens, yearning for more.
So let us lift our hearts and pray,
That demons find their light one day.
For even in the depths of pain,
The possibility of healing remains.
© Bittercrazy18
A demon dwells, where sorrow seeps.
Its heart, a void, devoid of light,
Bound by chains of endless night.
Its eyes, once bright with fiery glow,
Now dimmed by tears that freely flow.
A haunting melody, its silent cry,
Echoes in the depths of a starless sky.
With every breath, a whispered sigh,
The demon craves release, to soar on high.
But shackles tighten, holding it tight,
In the depths of its own endless night.
Yet hope, a flicker, refuses to die,
A distant spark amidst the sighs.
For deep within the demon's core,
A strength awakens, yearning for more.
So let us lift our hearts and pray,
That demons find their light one day.
For even in the depths of pain,
The possibility of healing remains.
© Bittercrazy18
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