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The Demons Dance at Night

The Demons Dance at Night

While the normal folk are at rest,
I'm awakened by a pest.
It has pricked me with a bloody lance,
and dragged my ass to the dance.
My body has some vicious guests,
when they're here there is no rest.
They like to party when I need to sleep.
They dance all through the night, they love to see me weep.
They dance with knives and they dance with fire,
On and on, they never tire.
Is there no end to this hopeless plight,
When the demons dance all through the night!?
Written by thoughtjotter1 (R. T.)
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