The Dawn of Love

Watching this tragedy is soul breaking


It’s always darkest before the dawn.

Seeing someone you love fade is shattering


It’s always darkest before the dawn.

Feeling swallowed by the demons of the night


It’s always darkest before the dawn.

Knowing there is no hope from the hydra of illness


It’s always



The dawn.

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