The villain's resurrection.
It's happening again.
The wicked one is planting
these thoughts inside my head.
His hand upon my shoulder,
his words make so much sense;
and through his eyes I witness,
a world of happiness.
But silence is my savior,
I will not hurt this girl.
Defy the beast to spare her
this pain inside my world.
I'll bear my cross, remaining
a ghost she cannot see,
while battling my demon,
whose name is "Jealousy".
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