Those demons


And those demons that still skulk from behind your back. They don’t love you, nor they wish you well. If they did, they’d let you go long ago…

They still haunt you, though, because they’re afraid to be left alone.

They know it well that when it happens they won’t have no one to spit their poison on. They know that it means death for them by choking on their own venom.

Let them do so, dear. It’s not your darkness after all. You are made of light, pure sunshine in the sky that warms up people during cold winter times.


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