Demon come inA Poem by pam lovedark thoughts
I invite you here,
demon of old. I have no friend, and now , no soul. All I was , has gone away. hold my hand, say you'll stay. Shattered an battered , all is gone. Come demon of mine, lead me home. Death is easy , I have no plan. Come demon of mine take my hand. © 2018 pam love |
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Added on December 13, 2018 Last Updated on December 13, 2018 Author
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