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The words I've always longed to hear,
a thought still ringing in my ears:
"she loves me."
The stillborn dream of kids too young,
but we're not fooling anyone;
there's no such thing.

Come, young Darkness, and take my hand;
wreak your havoc, and salt these lands.
I left you to become a man.
I've grown some since then,
now I understand.

She smiles at me and she's my Queen.
I know we'll outlast everything.
"Yes, I do."
She needed me, I needed her;
but was she real? I'm not so sure.
It's nothing new.

Run, young Princess, refuse my hand;
burn my bridges, and take a stand.
I thought you could be my woman,
but you've grown so distant.
"Well, I understand."

A falling dream, a dream for two
a life conjured in foolish youth;
"Fine, 'The End.'"
Thought I could fly, I felt so free.
There's a monster, he lives in me.
It doesn't mend.

Come, young Darkness, and fill this hole;
make promises, and take your toll.
You said you would make me a man.
Was it all untrue?
I don't understand.

Come home, Shadow back to my side.
Whisper secrets and tell me lies.
I thought I should be my own man.
I'm growing backwards,
I don't understand.
Serving Cosmosys's sixth exhibit "Havoc" [link]

This reads to the tune of a great song in my head,
but you can read it in whatever meter you like.
W0rdkeeper Featured By Owner Jul 2, 2011
I really enjoyed reading this. I like the characters in this poetic story and I wish I could hear it in the way you meant for it to be, but I still found my own melody for it. Very nice :]
Gymdawg Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks, Wordkeeper.
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