VENOM

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These days I feel unusual things happening. I don’t hear those voices in my head and they don’t JUST whisper anymore. They have been rescued from the prisons. THEY ARE LOUDER THIS TIME AND DON'T EVEN HIDE ANYMORE. They are there for me WHEN I NEED SOMEBODY TO LEAN ON. THEY GOT MY BACK LIKE NOBODY ELSE DOES. They free people who don’t  deserve to stay. When broken, lost and on loneliness, they take control on my soul. They love me more than I do. They are dark and mean.
 Still I feel like I have just started living.  My cruel, selfish and self loving demons are who here “They” are.

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