ask the questions that have no right answer
kill every day that has a sunrise
and hope that in the end the darkness will forget past sins
the night remembers
the darkness refuses to let go
but will turn its back on all that is dear
it hates the love that draws it back
it loves the hate that kills the emotion
this fading love gives breath to a new life
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