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Demons Beneath Our Feet
The day is bright under the sun life appears so much fun. Beneath our feet the demons sleep in peace as the day turns grey, night fades too day from their place they awake ready to prey. Humans dreams are their rewards. Late at night the wings unfold. Many may not know they feed from our soul the dreams of life in the darkest of nights. What we have reached for dreams reaped. In our sleep in the peace of night they rip from our hide all the dreams. It may not seem right, fight if you might it is as this. What is stolen is the soul pulled down below to the unknown, bought and sold the dreams of...Read the full of Demons Beneath Our Feet