Salvation from the random Gothic Poem Generator...

[msfledermaus]

(chosen from the Feeling Very very sorry for Yourself seciton)

Ahem:



Alone in Darkness

the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, lost are we.
the understanding for which you pine
flares once, then dies,
devoured by a velvet ebon nothingness.
all hope must sicken and die.
your soul thrives no more.
how could you cause such hurt?
lost souls surround us, crying,
we are fallen.


*cracks a grin*

Heh, I knew that would feel better...