I am always here waiting for you
Dancing in the growing darkness
Singing along to the tune of duskiness
That was played by the harp of the nights
I am always here watching for you
As you ride along the dusty, insensate road
As you climb the tall fat wall to reload
As you realize it’s not day but twilights
I am here and there for you
Seeking high and low
I paid some visits to say hello
Alack, my presence will ignite frights
I am always here waiting for you
Expecting the ripe moment
To begin my concert of separating and torment.
p/s: who am I? I'm D
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