Another hour of heart-wrenching pain,
nominal enemies from my conscious bane.
Grandiose benevolence of a pure affection;
elusive curses in darkness complain.
Lord above if such pact I may sign,
only if you would forever be mine!
Renouncing all my blesses if I could,
demonic dreams I would gladly find.
Etchings on a page shall serve you alone,
my masteries for you I may disown.
O so my dear you need not extol me,
night asks for your love alone.
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To thyself be true my friend