MY DARKNESS, MY DEMON
She is my darkness She is my demon, too She is with me When I rise and when I rest She follows me throughout the day She is my Black Hole Sun Every calendar day of the year She doesn’t understand the meaning of rest She's like a hamster in a wheel Running with purpose in my direction No matter the detour I may take Come rain or shine She's there Patiently waiting For the slightest fissure to appear In hopes of making an entrance My darkness My demon Simona A. Brinson
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