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Two-Faced Demons
A sharp siren rings loudly
In the dark confines of my mind,
The past nightmares
Swim up to the brim.
Suddenly I remember it all,
The pain and the tears in my eyes,
Remembering the dark smiles
Of the two-faced demons.
I feel like the world is going
In slow motion,
And everything aches,
I wish I could turn back time.
I would say I missed who I used to be,
But I’m glad I’m not her anymore.
A lost mind tangled in the darkness.
Erika Morillo
Marie Cook
19
Poetry
In my pieces I wanted to create the fleeting feeling a parent might feel while watching their child grow older, and their efforts to make sure that they are always safe.
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