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Just a stroll in the dark.

This isn't a poem about love lost. It is the tragedy of love gained

I wonder what sort of criteria you use to divide people into good and evil

I died for the lie of tomorrow.

Strength in weakness.

You are the light of your world.

Powerful. Brave. Passionate.

The living lie. The dead lay.

At times, I can never tell when I am awake or dreaming. Maybe somewhere in between.

Take my hand, and I will show you the true world.