May 29, 2020
Through the hours of the night that twiddled away The demon voiced the reasons of why he stayed The boy was skeptical, doubtful, cynical and spiteful For which the demon did not blame And as the hours ticked on by As the stars shown brightly in the sky When night was giving way to dawn and the stars began to fade Both of their minds had been made And from this moment on, they’ll never be the same