Accept my Demons

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Come and accept my Demons hiding in the trees
They burn me and laugh at me and cry
I am waiting for you in the middle of the streets
Your and my Demons came to fight
They fight constantly, they kill slowly
One of them has lots of wounds and scars
They made us faint and made us lonely
But fight is over and Demons watching the stars
They took each other by hands and circle
This dance will never end