Oh, darling!
You make my demons go away,
but they come full force when you don't stay.
Sing songs to them so they stay away.
Darling, be the light,
Of this dark mind.
Filled with shadows,
With monsters as well.
Be my every thought,
My every dream as well.
Consume me like a dying star,
Become my end.
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
