Silence falls softly in these hours
Oft I wish I were a vampire
Between the void and hereafter
Night unfolds into the ether
And the siren sings her woeful song
What use is this solitude it endures
and whispers tales to surmount
Darkness this is the moment
Of plaintiff protestations unfolding
Sep 28, 2022
Sep 28, 2022 at 1:24 PM UTC
Silence falls softly in these hours
Oft I wish I were a vampire
Between the void and hereafter
Night unfolds into the ether
And the siren sings her woeful song
What use is this solitude it endures
and whispers tales to surmount
Darkness this is the moment
Of plaintiff protestations unfolding
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