Crystal pelts fall from the sky
haze all around leaving us blind
rising sun is down by night
in all of this, your smile radiated light
Sun was never to be found
then it was darkness all around
everything was to be doomed
losing to your demons was inevitable
great danger awaits
reality starts to kick in
inside your head is a battle
telling you to die like a cattle
curses fill your dirty mouth
as you tried to resist the voices
to learn that they only grow stronger
in times you feel despair
letting the demons win is a no go
losing everytime in exhausting
only to learn that your salvation
will never come from a person
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