A Dream With Mephistopheles
Something woke her up, accidental overdose,
broke her state of comatose.
From the nightmares and the dreams
with their laughter and their screams.
Upon the floor there lay
below the grand city on display,
The structure of her dreams
where within nightmares reigned supreme.
What had roused her from this living death?
To witness the madness of another King Macbeth.
She found herself with company of Mephistopheles
Wondering whose realities were these?
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