I've spent hours with the Devil,
Contemplating what you need,
And have come to offer comfort,
In request to your thought lost plea.
I fear not your haunting darkness,
Which is but the shadow of your light,
Cast against the backdrop of life,
As your soul's flame flickers,
Stretching to see it's own reflection,
In the mirror of my eyes,
As we share in this dance
Called remembrance.
We will awaken together,
From this nightmare called a dream,
When we realize reality;
It's not as it must seem.
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