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The Successor

There’s a strong dark prince that comes in the night,

And he comes for me, and I feel relief.

There’s a strong dark joy that should not be had,

But he comes for me, and I am at peace.

A darkness has spread the world over,

Yet I quiver with excitement, guiltily and gleefully, submerging him in my absolute pleasure.

 

The stranger that’s come is intriguing and new,

And he embraces me, and I feel safe.

The stranger is foreign, as all strangers are,

But I am at home when I’m in his arms.

A darkness has remedied me,

And I quietly contemplate, juxtaposed, mourning individuals less fortunate than I.

 

The darkness and light intertwine, blurring lines.

As they revel and scream, I feel born.

The darkness and light appreciate one another,

And they are not the same, co-existing no more.

A darkness has lifted from the world,

Farewell that heir to the throne – leaving valuable lessons to learn, let the world now follow her destiny.

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