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Demons
Lurking in the back of my mind
demons of the doubting kind
Scenes play over and words resound
in that weakness they have found
Have I said or have I not
Have I given or have I still got
Would it be better in just one word
or is this wordiness absurd
Shall I sell my soul for gain
or shall I wait in silent pain
to hear affirmative reply
or negative that makes me cry
Demons of this conscious state
why do you haunt 'til it's too late
to change the course that I have set
of goals not come to fruition yet
Demons with intuition sharp
upon my thoughts your doubt does harp
and casts a veil of regret
into the pool of my debt
Demons if I could with wand
wave you away and with peace bond
I would do so in hurried state
lest it to carry to heavens gate
6/13/09
demons of the doubting kind
Scenes play over and words resound
in that weakness they have found
Have I said or have I not
Have I given or have I still got
Would it be better in just one word
or is this wordiness absurd
Shall I sell my soul for gain
or shall I wait in silent pain
to hear affirmative reply
or negative that makes me cry
Demons of this conscious state
why do you haunt 'til it's too late
to change the course that I have set
of goals not come to fruition yet
Demons with intuition sharp
upon my thoughts your doubt does harp
and casts a veil of regret
into the pool of my debt
Demons if I could with wand
wave you away and with peace bond
I would do so in hurried state
lest it to carry to heavens gate
6/13/09
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