Demons disguised as addictions and free will becomes the law of friction in the mind, when the body takes over, and the soul is left behind.
Inner Sinner
i have a monster inside me
that needs to be killed,
i have a demon inside me
that needs to be thrilled,
and i fear for the day
that it strikes again,
i fear for that day
because then
there'll be no stopping,
there'll be no quitting,
this thing will rise
and within the shadow
hiding deep in my eyes
you'll see it there
waiting to destroy
the world laid bare,
supple for its demise
and ready to be raped,
while cries of lust
howl from a razor sharp, gaped
cage of sin:
the mouth of the sinner within.
Poetry by Aven Black
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Written on 2010-01-06 at 02:20
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