Torn Apart

by April   Oct 29, 2005


The night falls as if slain by the sun
Lost are we.
the understanding for which you pine, flares once, then dies,
Devoured by your obsession.
Everything must surely perish.

Your love is no more.
How could you fail to believe??
our dark emotions surround us, crying save us from ourselves!

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