Confusion haunts her thoughts
As she slowly drifts away
On a float of wood and branches
The crescent in the darkened sky
Shines its light into the night
The cool water brings shivers
As her hand caresses its waves
The shadows cannot be seen tonight
For something terrible has occurred
To make the world turn black
Hell has finally come to Earth
And the Devil chose her
To be alone in this dungeon
Floating quietly, peacefully
In a never-ending stream
How did she get here?
The blood has crusted on her hands
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