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Daedal Jnana Nov 2013
The night falls with a silent sigh, cold and alone are we.
The understanding for which you sacrifice yourself
flares once, then dies,
devoured 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,
we are fallen.

                              *d.j.

— The End —