Alter-Ego

So dark is the night,
Go home, to the light.
Fret not my little child,
Do not become so riled,
I will calm your soul,
And fill the gaping hole,
So sacred and all alone,
As cold as a stone,
You could feel love,
Set free like a dove,
If only you’d believe,
Oh the joy you’d receive,
My pained sad friend,
This has to end,
My suppressed alter-ego,
It’s time for you to go.
It’s time for you to go.

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