Love
it was Love that bit me on that day
the night was...
it was a cake
and the day...a confusion

the night was terror modern and the aftermath still...a chill to the bone, wright
where light and dark meet to create terror
and once it's been Myst
a masterful louse of lovers steel it's yerr

yay old Pari
yay!

Cry out loud whisper rage
they are to be gay once more
and call out...
yay

as we take sight and rage against the return of the night











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