Another day dawns, its black wings spread in glory only to fold and be transformed into wings of white purity.
The horrid face of the demon is converted into a face of a babe, without the slightest hint of evil.
Its body of jagged destruction, no longer exists just a body of a young untouched soul.
Hallowed weapons, its tools to enslave and torment.
A bow and arrows.
With these the demon, it travels far and wide and its victim is anyone and because no one can escape.
The demon cunningly and unsuspectingly strikes.
It takes aim and damages not only the body but the heart.
It enslaves lives for others, it torments those who keep the wound bleeding in their hearts and its scars those who try to forget.
It hypnotizes others to do the impractical. It breathes to life insanity.
The rent it leaves retains with you 'till the day you rest.
But hey, someone has to do it.
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