"Let them cry,
The children of the night.
For their , eternal,
Darkly,
Love.
Let them mourn,
Over darkness.
Let the lighting
Strike their broken hearts,
Inexistent souls.
But let them cry,
And die of sadness."
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
Poem 58
"Let them cry,
The children of the night.
For their , eternal,
Darkly,
Love.
Let them mourn,
Over darkness.
Let the lighting
Strike their broken hearts,
Inexistent souls.
But let them cry,
And die of sadness."