What happens when the one you love is blown to kingdom come? What does it do to the soul of the one who had suffered such loss? Does he hoist the black flag and start slitting throats in righteous vengeance?
When will this madness end? With the utter annihilation of the other?
With each passing day, I wonder.
May the innocent rest in peace.
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Beyond the sweet lull of the narcotic,
Beyond the simple delight of the flesh,
Beyond the momentous catharsis,
A primordial thirst, lies unquenched,
Beyond those empty stares,
Beyond the wraiths’ unfocused glares,
Beyond the cosmic novae flares,
In chains of darkness, their souls are clenched
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