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Demons
In the depths of despair
The darkness is blinding
Slowing going insane
While my mind is unwinding
My demons are stirring
I hear them within
My vision grows blurry
The room starts to spin
Calling incessantly
Growing louder by the day
Nothing I do
Can keep them at bay
Soon I will answer
I haven't a choice
I will dance with them happily
We will rejoice
The darkness is blinding
Slowing going insane
While my mind is unwinding
My demons are stirring
I hear them within
My vision grows blurry
The room starts to spin
Calling incessantly
Growing louder by the day
Nothing I do
Can keep them at bay
Soon I will answer
I haven't a choice
I will dance with them happily
We will rejoice
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