Fri, 10/03/2014 - 16:54 -- gdewint

And in this moment,
let the mind roam free;
release these demons,
do it carefully.

Mess is not needed,
slip away in the night;
darkness consumes dead limbs,
the demons - they were right.

Accept the lucidity,
numb has crept over;
be set free from oneself,
say goodbye to your lover.


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