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Midnight Black

Midnight Black

  She whispers in abstract, shades of midnight black and questions that remain, persisting thoughts that will not wait, not always welcome or logical, rarely methodical, never as love notes or the soft touch of sin But, nonetheless, she is lost in them, the way...
Merciless Skies

Merciless Skies

We used to chase hope under an empire of lights, the silver flicker of falling stars illuminating the night, but all the stars have fallen and each wish has been made Our minds are lost, and our souls have strayed And, there is no mercy in this moonless sky, our...