The night held nothing for me after you left, my love
Not solace, Only dread. Where once the life shown from my face, Reflecting the moonlight glow, An emptiness was now employed. The night held nothing once you left, my love Only the finality of pain Where drifting through rooms laughter once spread The emanation of orchids instead.
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