The Dark in the Night

It’s the song of gone-dark citiesPeopled only with bare bonesIt’s the scorch, post-detonationAnd the lingering of ghosts It’s the snow-shod, wailing sorrowsLamenting all that might have beenIt’s the exhaustion and the languorWhen one’s blood is running thin It’s the streets awash in crimsonWith its broken, lonely stonesIt’s a world, though bathed in starlightOne absent of […]

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