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My home is my Hell

Poetry By: RememberYou

Just a poem that has a slight connection with my life hope you guys like it and let me know what you think about this I would appreciate it thanks.

Submitted:Mar 4, 2013    Reads: 20    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   

Nightmares don't let me sleep.

I am tired of the devil walking in back of me.

They say he is protecting me,

I bring despair and sadness to everyone around me.

Oh yes they call me the devil's daughter

I try to save everyone but he simply drags me

to that place he calls home

my soul is dark and

I am sitting all alone .

Shh shh

i will whisper

dont cry,

dont yell,

dont talk

you have to run away silently or he will hear you,

save yourself I shall stay

I am the devil's daughter there is no choice for me

You will be saved

hell is now my home

The place they say I must belong.


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