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11/2/2016

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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.
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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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    Audrie is a writer and editor living in Illinois. She is a fan of all things horror and pop culture.

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