Her heart went hot in a flame of hate beating cruel and alone in the darkness.

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Her heart went hot in a flame of hate beating cruel and alone in the darkness.
I remained enveloped in darkness, a depraved wretch of despair. My creation of delirium, such ravings of insanity.
We drift in eternal space. A slow progression, a ghostly limbo. Light and darkness over water.
My life force is a dreary November night. The rain against the panes my candle nearly burnt out, the glimmer infusing life into me. People did not understand I was borne into the darkness of the night.
She stood there, together in the midnight darkness with her lover. They swayed and stumbled forward over the edge locked in death's embrace.
In the darkness, the glowing cigarette was traveling slowly to a mouth smiling in youth.
I want quiet surrounded by darkness and silence: that moment would fade into a magic moment.
Grit your teeth. for in life, sprouting in the darkness are bright petals of light.
It seemed a long while, days of his absence. No signs of his coming, and it grew dark. it's as dark as if it came from the devil. Nobody could understand.
A velvet darkness of winter and the swarming snow particles vaporing off in distance. My little paradise.