Dark End

May 9th, 2025

Dark is the night.

Cold is the rain.

Lost is the hope.

Numb is the pain.

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Then said the Sun,

"Sackcloth is my covering."

"In shame my face is hid."

"Dawn shall not rise again."

"Can't say the same for restless dead."

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The Ancient Ones

Have reawakened.

The Moon is wounded,

Stained with crimson.

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Broken promises rise in spite.

Forgotten dreams haunt the weary.

Fear is coin to trade and buy.

Sorrow follows close behind.

Hateful stars glare down at life.

They're only goal; snuff out our light.

Whispered secrets of barbed bait.

Curiosity first; caution too late.