Demons’ Fight

In that dreamy and dim light
Inside demons start their fight.

They are standing on their ground,
Battling fiercer with each round.

Turning into curly flames,
They deceive through tricky games.

Torturing our restless souls,
Making wounds and leaving holes.

But however they may try,
Beating hard to make you cry,

Rise up high and make them fear,
Let them vanish, disappear.

Don’t give up until the end,
It’s ain’t easy at first hand.

But with wish of vital thrive
You will win, and you’ll survive

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