Ancient
Pathway
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Pathway
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Dedication: To myself for seeing without blinders and all those that dare to call me friend or more.
Me
Within my minds eye I see
A ring of Demons encircling me.
The first is cold with eyes of fire
The second a deep and ruthless liar
The third one feasts on virgin meat
The forth has the bones of friends at feet.
The last one cries out in the night
Never knowing what is wrong or right.
What terrifies me of the sights I see
The Demons are none…
But me!