Awakening from our dream of love, we see that once again
The dark night of the soul descends
Bleakness that no shiny happy folderol can end
Chaos reigns instead
Doubt descends to destroy
Every beautiful thing
Found in its path
Ghouls dig into the graves
History is unearthed
Incapable of believing
Jealousy
Kills
Love
Morning rushes away
Night descends
Old fears
Prey on us in the pitch black of our doubts
Regret overtakes
Soul fire ignites the last vestiges of hope
Tragically, certain ill-advised words cannot be
Unsaid
Vain tears cannot
Win back what was tossed aside
Couldn't leave without giving credit to the amazing Amy Winehouse for the inspiration.
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