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Between God and Devil

I never thought
This would unfold,
In the shadows of my dreams,
My waking nightmare.

Losing my grip,
Faces blur,
God or Devil,
Who do I become?

Not now,
Not here,
Not my end,
Release me.

I stand,
Another dawn,
Seeking, searching,
A new self.

Hear my cry,
Echoing loud,
Through pain and joy,
I reach out.