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Love Nov 2014
Ploratus
There’s nothing left to save.
Ploratus
The end has come.
Ploratus
Her elixir, eternal bliss
Ploratus
A nemesis of old
Ploratus*
All the price of dalliance
ploratus, a latin word, roughly translates to cry
  Nov 2014 Love
Riya
There's only darkness,
Not even a sliver of light,
Even the crack of dawn only brings black,
There is no hope,
No hope of ever going back,
Because once you go black, you never return from the other end of the spectrum.

Two sides,
Two opposing forces,
One winner.
Millions of deaths,
Billions of wars.
One winner.

The winner?
The one that consumes you.

My winner?
The Darkness.
Love Nov 2014
Hark the night awakens,
The dawn lost,
Darkness cloaks her heart once more,
A breath leaves her,
Her voice chokes her,
She is too cynical,
She’s begun to lose herself,
In a labyrinth she is tossed into,
She knows no escape,
For now, the night calls
With the promise of
*An everlasting darkness.
Written a year ago, forgive the lack of taste.

— The End —