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Space for Me
Slowly memory returns
As I float like a leaf in the wind
I am deposed, my crown lost
My world taken by disbelievers
No candles lit; no prayers offered
I no longer rule the hearts of men
What is to become of me
A footnote in history
This I cannot allow
The All Father has left a spark within me
I will use it to create a miracle in one lost soul
He will spread the word, my name emblazed in his memory
Lucifer, the fallen one
The All Father should have taken the last spark
To prevent me rising in the hearts of man
That small space that rebels against goodness
Will always be mine…
Wow, that went dark! Absolutely mesmerizing.
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Beautifully expressed.
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