My demons

My demons

A Poem by Alice
"

just a little diddle

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when my body becomes numb
when my brain doesn't run
what will become of my demons
when i die young?
what will become, of the things i grew to love?

© 2016 Alice


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So saddening; thus far it's been those last sentences which strike home, for me.

Well written; and expressed. I love the shortness of it, by the way. Simple and blunt.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Alice

7 Years Ago

Just the way I like to keep it. Thanks for the review !
That's an interesting thought you gave here..
"what will become, of the things i grew to love?"
We are alway so curious about the things around us.. about what our future holds for us.. the caving never stops.. Beautifully written.. :)


Posted 7 Years Ago


Alice

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much. Many people have demons but see them as angels, never seeking the truth in what t.. read more
Dr. YumnaKay

7 Years Ago

Yes I totally agree.. You are most welcome :)

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