Traveling with devil's eyes may kill you
When you think you are bad,
Bad situations make a move on me
Nature tries to change me with song.
But the devil calls me Luficer, but why did he select me?
Good is good, bad is bad where to find in drowning in my creativity.
Devils make a move to destroy the world by soul
What if everything changes at one point of time?
If I'm already a demon hidden in your means, then it's an opportunity for me .
Call me demon forever.
Loneliness makes me evil, time makes me laugh a lot in my face.
The devil inside didn't always be silent, he was like a time bomb.
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Author:
DJ (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is a journey through the shadows of the mind, exploring the battle between light and darkness within us all. It reflects how creativity can be both a refuge and a storm, and how loneliness can awaken hidden parts of ourselves. Remember, even when faced with inner demons, acknowledging them is the first step towards understanding and transformation. We all have darkness and light inside us—what matters is the choices we make and the hope we hold onto.
- Category: Gothic
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