Dusk Infernal
Dusk Infernal
By: Adam M. Snow
The quivering of a lost beating heart,
loses it's melody, a song.
Aloft from a quivering start;
dusk, where it belongs.
Yet naught nigh nor eternal,
shall be forever alone,
engulfed in life's infernal;
bowing our heads, we atoned.
Though this heart melody cease;
we wage wars:
Triumph to the Beast
on bloodshed shores.
Our reflection's shown
in the bloodstained sands,
Of our sins alone,
held in pierced hands.
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