Demons Thrive

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Scarlet teardrops 

Burgundy slits on the throat 

Purple hands clasped loose 

While wrists stay roped

Watched myself being hung

Red dress down my toes

Stained gory spelled fury 

Ruined fairytale

What am I right now 

A messy loss of myself 

No longer with a beating heart 

A tiny life lost itself 

In between these thighs

Placed hot charcoal dead

Eyes filled with ice

That will never smile again 

What a beautiful face

What an innocent life

Gone just like that 

When God made Demons thrive 

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