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the night falls with a silent sigh, soulless are we.
the light for which you lust
flares once, then dies,
swallowed by your obsession.
all hope must not endure.
your passion throbs no more.
how could you cause such hurt?
our dark emotions surround us, crying,
sanctuary.
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