I'd like to stand closer to the edge of
Darkness
Away from the light,
The people,
The noises they make,
The laughter that echoes.
But I promised
I promised
I promised
I promised
That I wouldn't.
Even now, after all the promises
The shed tears,
The darkness calls to me
Whispers my true name
Tells me stories of
Life without grief
And sadness
And anger
And hate.
But dammit I promised
I promised
I promised
I promised
That I wouldn't.
We can hold hands
You know.
As we walk together
Towards something darker
Yet happier.
But fuck I promised
I promised
I promised
I promised
That I wouldn't.
How am I supposed to do it now?
Now that I know you're weak and
Need me.
Now that I know you've got things
That I still need to hear,
To understand.
That's why I promised
I promised
I promised
I promised
That I wouldn't.
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