by Collin Sullivan
Run my child from the demons inside
They follow the weak
Run as fast
Fast as you can
Powerful child
Diminish the ones inside
From this mahogany heaven
From these silent child
From this stone cathedral
Run
Meet him halfway
Into the world you run
From such demons
Such a safe haven
Masked you from life
From pain
Became a shelter
No more
You have the power
Run.
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