― turner, Sunday, 4 August 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
This is because of you
the night falls as if slain by the sun, soulless are we. the understanding for which you sacrifice yourself flares once, then dies, smothered by the abyss. all hope must sicken and die.
your heart beats no more. how could you abandon me? demons surround us, crying, we are fallen.
― jel --, Sunday, 4 August 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Sunday, 4 August 2002 00:00 (twenty-two years ago)