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// A Random Poem 
// Story: Archonix's scraps and bits 
// by archonix 
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There's Twilight twixt each day and night
And 'fore each frosty morning's glow
Taunting dark with hidden light
Hiding day in ebon flow
There beg forgiveness of your lover
Hurt and hurt again by words
Uttered forth, in anger thrown
Driven deep, those bitter swords
Seek within the heart once cherished
Beg, and begging, make now whole
With tender care, and soft, this union
Heal once more this love-burned soul