I,Antagonist
Find me at the bitter end,
Of the darkest stories that’s ever been told
Waiting….Longing,
For your gentil aura to slay me with your light.
And there I shall remain.
Trapped in a blissful mirage,
More real than the stories I’ve lived and many more told.
Being... Finally.
Finally, being.
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