I see her in the corner
She calls to me
A voice so welcoming it chills
An estranged tone so familiar
Her whispers pursuading
Like a path in the forests
Inviting like a first kiss
But cold as a final farewell
To dance to her symphony
As is to thrust with a blade
Two final breaths the melody
Insanity plea the harmony
She gave me the words
I needed yesterday
Her presence neverending
A dark light for my way
A guide, a poet, a lover
Breaking the silence
From hiding within the vales
She's a dream no more
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