There was
A cruel
Silence
In the dark
Abyss almost
Numbing
The feel of
His beating
Heart the
Crooked
Hands had
Been creeping
Across his
Soul slowly
Twisting it
With perversion
Of the abyss

But from the dark
A butterfly
Fluttered across
His diming
vision
To remind
Him he
Must fight
On for
A love
Depends
On him;
Awaken,
Burn
The darkness
Away

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