Demons of my soul
by The Jester
I was battling so many
bodies sourrounded me
I held the greatest look
The eyes of a victor
I was winning
So many were gone
Than, I was stupid
Let down my guard
They regrouped
Their numbers increased
I was standing
Sourrouned by all sides
Scared, alone
My wings of the raven
Hurt from so long of a battle
My sword cut and cracked
My fight this time will not be long
My angel I will not return
My love will
My soul the same
My body lost to a fight
A fight I should have never started
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