The Devils Here

My veins are hard
My blood is led
My thoughts are pounding
Through my chest
My brain is beating through its skull
I am swimming right through hell

The devils here are not your friends!
They'll drag you down into deeper ends
Be careful of their tortious tongues
They'll steal the breath from your lungs

DARE TAKE A CLOSER LOOK
SEE  THE  TRUTH

There's black stains in their eyes
Pouring from hearts filled with lies
They are appetising over your demise
They need you weak
So that they survive

" Blood thirsty demon dogs,
Who are you to try and steal my faith?
Did you think God would let you get away ?
Get back inside... I'm not here to play! "

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world
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