demons lie deep within
far from the worlds light in darkness
hell hounds from beneath
sent to gather the lost
demons full of hate
tricks and black magic abound
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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