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Walking alone
in the battlefield of my dreams

long jagged scars mar my soul
new wounds bleed freely

my life drains slowly from them
dripping
dripping
pooling on the blood soaked earth
standing
clutching my sword
my sword of senseless reason

raising my shield
my shield of denial

wiping the pain, the fear, from my face
mocking true warriors
bracing myself to appear falsely strong

raising my shield
hindering my demons, jaws gnashing
eager to devour my soul

raising my sword
slashing at the demons that plague me
cutting through them they disappear
returning to my mind
where they were spawned

my energy spent
my will wasted
I fall to my knees
tears streak down my cheeks

I drop my sword
my shield

tonights battle finished
I fade into oblivion
already feeling the beast gnaw at my soul
I rest
only to fight
the same fight
night after night

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