It Haunts me

The anthology of one's lost mind
Its saught after from only one kind
Those that have lost all but none
Those who stared upon the sun

Why must it be so hard to see
The demon rips its hands into me
My life spills upon the wretched floor
I'm finally gone but it screams for more

To long has it been to settle down
To sit beside the sunken clown
My throught tied for one last time
They do not see this simple crime

Once again I have not found
That firey demon's one last sound
It still haunts me to this day
I have to leave, I cannot stay...

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