I met insanity tonight
She walked me through her garden
Showed me all beauty it had to offer
There was much to see
We spent much time there
Ages and ages hence
The sun finally set
Everything faded to black
I found myself lost
In a repeat thought
I became a ghost tonight
Surrounded by paper cut out figures
Stuck in their own worlds
Their glass eyes looking right through me
I danced with death tonight
Waltzed beautifully around a grand hall
For an audience that had no face
My bones felt frail and brittle
As my cheek brushed against hers
We stood on the edge of the world
Inching ever closer
With each movement played by the orchestra
She whispered in my ear
All the temptations
Of death and its sweet release
Then I felt a presence that I had not felt in ages
Your presence, in angelic form
Came to comfort my wavering soul
You reminded me that you never left my side
And that all this was temporary and transient.
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