Demonic

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Demonic

Too young to understand,
The evil that lies close at hand,
Trying to stay stay strong,
Dreading the night,
Trying to stay out of sight,
Body trembling of fright,
Praying to god to end the pain,
Wondering what the devil has to gain,
From her suffering,
From her pain,
Take these demons out of my head,
Take these demons out of my sight,
Cause suicide is on my mind tonight.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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