Midst of the Night

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I've stabbed myself in the back
I've devoured the hopes of my enemies
I've broken innocent hearts
And differentiated fairy tales from reality.

Committing every sin I know
Stumbling in the dark alone
Cheap liquor and blinding smoke
Thoughts too dark to comprehend
Feasting on the hearts
Of mortal men
I spy my latest victim
My skin reeking of vengeance
Failure I've never encountered
Fear I've never felt
I am a goddess
In a temple built entirely on madness.

A living nightmare
Brought to life by imaginations
Nails sharpened
Creeping in the midst of the night
Shrouded in darkness.

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