Hidden in a dungeon
Away from sight
Is a demon I adore
A creature of the night
He speaks to me
Like one of his own
Whenever in his presence
I feel less alone
We share stories
Of our separate lives
He tells me his wicked doings
I tell him how I merely survived
He breathes life
Into my soul
Despite being nothing himself
He makes me whole
If I wasn't
Half as dead as him
Chances would be less than slim
Of me enjoying this morbid affair
Even though I was cautioned
To beware
As he was as dark as they came to be
I was glad to find
I fell in love with a demon just like me.
-Sydney
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