The bright light shines
In the darkest of hours
Where does one go
To rid myself and shower?
Through the darkest of forests
Grueling caves, city lights
No man can withstand
The burden at hand
An immortal hunger
A man with no slumber…
I yearn for the taste of love
I’ve outlived any future I imagined
Drenched in crimson showers
I yearn of passion
Blinded by the smell of lust…
As the midnight hour strikes
I stretch my wings
Shake off my imaginary thought
And prepare for flight
This curse of mine
I wish to die for just one night…
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 5:28 PM UTC
The bright light shines
In the darkest of hours
Where does one go
To rid myself and shower?
Through the darkest of forests
Grueling caves, city lights
No man can withstand
The burden at hand
An immortal hunger
A man with no slumber…
I yearn for the taste of love
I’ve outlived any future I imagined
Drenched in crimson showers
I yearn of passion
Blinded by the smell of lust…
As the midnight hour strikes
I stretch my wings
Shake off my imaginary thought
And prepare for flight
This curse of mine
I wish to die for just one night…
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