Stolen Emotion
What have you wrought?
A miasma of blackness as
memories twist.
Once we drank of bliss,
untainted and wide-eyed,
but your desire vanished.
a sickening pool of agony -
drops of blood follow darkness,
follow death,
love burnt to ashes.
In a haze of bitterness,
I condemn you.
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