Sunday, October 19, 2008

Devoid of Love

The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak,
stricken are we.
The understanding for which you sacrifice yourself
flares once, then dies, smothered by your obsession.
All hope must surely perish.

Your love is no more.
How could you abandon me?
Lost souls surround us, crying.
Save us from ourselves.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

hey!!!! i luvvvvv ur peotry

Greta said...

ur such a emo freak!

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