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    Darkness embracing the soul the demons
    Trying to break free, I fight them
    With sword in hand, razor sharp blade
    Trying to hold these demons back
    The battle has been raging for along time
    They gather, we fight and
    I send them back to the depths of hell
    But this war is taking its toll on
    My weary soul, the demons are getting stronger
    Or maybe I am just getting weaker
    The world depends on me and I won’t let them
    Down. I will battle till the end
    And my soul will eventually walk free again



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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    fireblade’s Poems (9)

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