.With flames I cure this curse.
Like a Moth to the Flame
In the beginning,
The Watcher came from light.
My vulnerable young mind
descending into pitch black night.
It came with darkness,
Horror to be seen.
Birthed from the wretched black,
and cracking reality's seam.
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