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Your heart is a daedal You feel no worth in skin and bone Your fingernails have carved your name Into your headstone As we sat in the shadows Hand in hand, we walked the maze Though my eyes had not adjusted, This is where you spent your days. So you knew every path and problem there, With an intimacy I could not tell. You led me through, though solemn, Explaining every step as well. Then one of your demons grabbed you, As we reached the apogee. You cried, and though it was darker still, I could suddenly see. I saw every tunnel differently Than I had before, And I realized why when you left the maze your skin was always sore. So I tried to take your demons But as I tried, your skin would split. And I realized your demons are part of you As you are part of it. And I feel I should be your deliverer, But I don't know what to do. How can I defeat your darkness When your darkness is part of you?
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May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
Death's Daedal