Darkness, My Old Friend
Her vibrant spirit was one of a kind,
Childlike excitement flowed through her mind.
She loved her joyful heart at play,
Always embracing whatever came her way.
Though she would not ever change a thing,
Her demons started stirring within,
Little whispers she would hear,
Speaking untruths into her ear.
Even though she knows it's lies,
She goes ahead, being not so wise.
She knows the aftermath she will face,
Yet the reward she dared not waste.
It feels so good inside her head,
The promise delivered, just like they said.
Taking her places she loves to be,
But this happiness lasts only momentarily.
With dawn at break, a new day starts,
The devil is back to collect his part.
With much regret, she pays the price.
And hands him her heart, as she cries.
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