Darkness Descends
The night falls with
a silent sigh,
Soulless are we.
The salvation for
which you pray,
Flares once, then
dies,
Swept away by a
velvet ebony
nothingness,
All hope must surely
parish,
Your soul thrives no
more,
How could you tear
us asunder?
Lost souls surround
us, crying,
We have lost our
light.
Copyright © Daquan Bowrin | Year Posted 2014
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