Staring out to the night.
Not able to change reality.
A watcher of pain.
A seduced death.
A succubus in the twilight.
Watching your dreams, like stars in the black sky.
Watching you sleep, like the serenity of the moon.
Take her hand, and lead her through pain.
For you are death,
And she is ready to go...
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