Where did you get that pretty mood ring?
Does it make your finger sting?
Can it show your true emotion,
And reveal your inner devotion?
Anguish and pain are deep within,
You're against a demon who will surely win,
His claws are wrapped around your soul,
His fangs will deepen and swallow you whole,
All I can do is watch from afar,
Just like the kind of friend you are,
You know the kind of pain I am in,
But your forgiveness I cannot win,
So to walk my path, I must go,
Into my future no longer whole,
For what was once my inspiration,
Has now become my devastation.
2011
For LACG
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