Duskland
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How we hoped the sins of the past could be laid to rest...

Duskland

Day's portending glow

divided by the room we're in

divided by the room we're in verted, lit from below

our shadows cast on ceilings loom

disfigured by the self-consuming gloom

of doom we ourselves evoked

in youth

Tooth for a tooth,

In short: revenge: the word we never spoke

As the hammer fell on his existence

Bludgeoning his dull, swollen resistance

Toward a bloody stillness

That, we hoped, would equal calm

But instead has led us

to the

Duskland

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