THE DEMON

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    THE DEMON
    Where were you when I was so in love with you
    You were running after your obsession
    and I kept believing it was a phase

    Where were you when I needed you
    You were running after your obsession
    and I carried the load

    Where were you when I was lonely
    You were running after your obsession
    and I sat alone and cried

    Your obsession was like a demon...
    it called, it demanded.

    demanded that you ignore feelings as you watched me go
    demanded that you forget about love and goodness.
    demanded the ultimate price - Your life.

    I could not fight with the demon.
    and when I thing of you, I know
    he can make no more demands on you
    and you are finally at peace.

    MJC

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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