Demon wings

When pain comes to swallow my heart whole
I cannot doubt my erratic soul
Chained to the ground in a field of lies
I need but to reach to find the key, wich would be easy if I was not blindfolded by love, please hate me so that I may once again soar with my fellow demons in the burning skies



Poetry by Rex Panthera
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Written on 2007-01-31 at 09:00

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