LordRaziel456
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- Oct 26, 2002
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Demons
Floating around me must be the hundreds of demons that follow my lonely existence, each with their own name and certificate of birth. Bred and born for the simple reason to record, not cause, the shortcomings and transgressions that widdle and carve my life from beginning to end. I can just see them, not fearsome, or ferocious looking, but prudish and full of purpose. Instead of forked tales they have pens, instead of horns clipboards. Their glasses pushed tightly up their sharp noses, ceaselessly writing and recording every wrong move I make, for if God forgets every sin, hell must record them.
I wonder if she can see them, or feel their hounding presence around me. She was so interested then seemingly on impulse she left, before the small talk could even begin.
Floating around me must be the hundreds of demons that follow my lonely existence, each with their own name and certificate of birth. Bred and born for the simple reason to record, not cause, the shortcomings and transgressions that widdle and carve my life from beginning to end. I can just see them, not fearsome, or ferocious looking, but prudish and full of purpose. Instead of forked tales they have pens, instead of horns clipboards. Their glasses pushed tightly up their sharp noses, ceaselessly writing and recording every wrong move I make, for if God forgets every sin, hell must record them.
I wonder if she can see them, or feel their hounding presence around me. She was so interested then seemingly on impulse she left, before the small talk could even begin.
