Fri, 10/17/2014 - 23:43 -- red254

The demons claw as the sun decends

The wolves howl as the moon ascends

Dark is the world that consumes the light

Just as the monsters takes flight


Joy, laughter, happiness are objects of peaceful reality

A reality which is hard fought by the gruesome wars of internal calamity

Anger, pain, sadness are objects of the world

A world that is just as unforgiving as the monsters it pours


Evil resides within all who live and breathe

Good lives in the hearts of men and women who have no fear to see

Though the battle is eternal, the victor is who is fed

The war is fought with monsters who share the same head


The demons may rest one day

The wolves may have nothing to say

People will fear the sight

Just as the monsters take flight




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