We are they who are
never free. Caught in a
bundle
of twilight's tears.
We are at once
united by the same
sharp hope. The sour
taste of the worm resolute
still.
We are the sins that
repel hell's door. We are
doom and we are snared.
Tight.
Tonight.
Twilight. In tears.
In fears.
I am the end of the
beginning. The pulse bound.
Stretched.
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