Silent sentinal,,

Upon the mantle there Unlike the fears, which loom,,,

Just there Afraid of the darkness,

Alive in the light Scurry away,,

Scurry away,,,from the protective light Demons,

where memory was,,

I fear them not Chained,shackled,prisoner behind door,

tightly locked Strike,,,,flame, illuminate the void

Hear the fears,,run away like a scolded,

little boy Candle, my friend, where would I be?

Were it not for your powers, to set, frightened boy free?

Gone, for another night,, Demons from your light

Stand as my armor,,,Wax protector, Wick'd demon slayer thee

written by Quill

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