At My DoorA Poem by LapseOfMindTake it how you will, my chest is lighter because of it
This moment is new
Though I've been through it So many times before Smoke tainted fingers Lips bitter taste absorbed Fire lit darkness Old memories craving more This guilty vice is wretched Warmth drowning out My storm Mr. Hyde hides in potions Timid taken at the soul Flames licking at the murk As I relent all control Destiny seems hesitant Though the crowd Is shouting for I find myself alone with Demons knocking At my door. © 2015 LapseOfMindReviews
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