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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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