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Devil Kin

By Jeremiah Raber

My mind is wandering, begging for rest
It's always spinning, it never will sleep
Feelings in my heart push for the best
I can't breathe because I'm in to deep

Arms flailing, grasping for some hope
The demons won't stop in my head
Making life feel like it's on a slope
Day after day they have to be fed

Always pushing. Driving me to sin
Always saying just one more beer
No matter what. I can't seem to win
So I'll tip the bottle as I hold back a tear
Knowing that the devil is my kin

© April 2015 Jeremiah Raber


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