Devoid of Love
the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, cold and alone are we.
the emotion for which you lust
flares once, then dies,
swept away by a velvet ebon nothingness.
all hope must die.
your love is no more.
how could you cause such hurt?
lost souls surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.
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