Sudued

We are the fights within us
The constant turmoil
Self doubt
Pity
And God knows whatever else demons we face
Tame them as we may
They see the joy in us
They creep up
Slowly, they subdue it
Drown it
Kill it
The rays become grime
And we become grinches

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