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Damaged Demon
Patrick Cheruiyot
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Empty echoes in my mind
Boredom's heavy chains bind
Fear's dark whispers, a constant hum
A soul crushed, lost, and undone
Shadows creep, darkness descends
Self-doubt's venom, it never ends
Scum, a label, worn like shame
A weight that presses, a heart in pain
Yet, in this darkness, I'll reside
Embracing the emptiness inside
For in the depths, perhaps I'll find
A glimmer of truth, a spark of mind
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