Angels and Demons

October 26, 2017
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12 a.m. the demons sit on my lungs.

Gasping for air listening to the thunder roar.

Lightening flashed throught the midnight sky


The demons whispered in my ear.

I tried to scream up only air came out.

The world around me span as it all sank in.


How do you expect me to talk about my demons 

when they snatched my tongue?

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