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Feeding My Demons

I try to rationalize it away
Find someone, or something, to blame
But the blood is on my hands

The cries break the silence
Images cloud my passing thoughts
Pulling me back into the past

Wearing a layer of filth
I still come across as clean
They only see the halo
I hide the horns beneath my mask

I despise what I've become
But I have to feed my demons
Written by SirCreepy (Colten Sorrells)
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