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Hungry echo of fear,

Dormant whisper in blood

Chews away at threads,

In the fabric of time.


Gnawing at the soul,

As life seeps from flesh

Convulsions numb love,

Wounded body fading.


Into the night,

Into darkness

As passion grips a mind,

Holding onto a dream.


But as answers disappear,

Hope morphs to disbelief

And pleasurable pain,

Becomes enduring despair.


Image: Edvard Munch, The Day After

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