Untitled - Poem by alyssa matthews
the night falls without a sound, cold and alone are we.
the emotion for which you lust
flares once, then dies,
crushed by madness.
all hope must sicken and die.
your soul thrives no more.
how could you abandon me?
demons surround us, crying,
we are fallen.
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