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The clock strikes 12,
the daylight fades,
the darkness falls,
can't get away,
engulfed in flame,
prepare in vain,
your doom awaits.
But not you fear,
your doom is here,
but I shall guard,
I'll stand by you,
I'll stand in death,
with me here doom will not progress.
And from the flame,
the sun awakes,
and here I say,
it is a new day,
your destiny awaits,
but I must fade,
goodbye for today,
I'll still wait,
for you to return to me.

Back story: Back story to this poem will be unknown to most. Try and ask me and see how I respond