pulled apart

the night falls without a sound,
fearful are we.
the emotion for which you pine
flares once, then dies, crushed by madness.
all hope must end.
your soul thrives no more. how could you fail to believe?
lost souls surround us, crying, we are fallen.

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Author: kateelizabethxoxo

Blogger and Writer

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