Sunday, May 13, 2007

The Poet Sniffed...

Well seeing as I'm off to the fun of Gotham it's only fair to try a miserable gothic poetry generator - so here's the result. You're not supposed to enjoy this by the way

Alone in Darkness

The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, entwined are we.
The salvation for which you sacrifice yourself
Flares once, then dies,
Crushed by the all-encompassing dark.
All hope must surely perish.

Your heart beats no more.
How could you abandon me?
Our dark emotions surround us, crying,
We are fallen.

Until later....

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