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Into the gaping holes I fell
Into the darkness and silence that is Hell
Through senses I knew not of
I found the one I could love

A light shone above her golden blonde hair
And me she beckoned to come there
The closer I got the farther she was away
It seemed as if a game with me she were to play

My mind was cracking in came the dementia
I dove to reach her my dearest Amelia
Yet she was still escaped my touch
Perhaps I thought I tried to hard showed too much

I slowed my stride
For I knew I could not stop no matter how I tried
I chased her light through the darkness of my mind
I couldn't see that I had become one of her kind

Dementia had taken over and my mind was not right
In the darkness I knew not day nor night
All I could do was chase the light
And I did so with all my might

My energy sapped my life was shattered
The chase had left me tattered
And I was about to fall even deeper into the hell
When she turned and lifted me up and upon me her light finally fell

Lifted from my mind and gone from memory was the dementia
I had finally reached my Amelia
The darkness at times may seem to pervade
But not for long for her light it will invade

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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"