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Six Hours
We shared an eternity
in those six hours

From the first, we felt the same,
that we were meant

In the second, we digressed
and fell silent

By the third, we fought our fate
to no avail

At the fourth, we bared our minds
and then our souls

During five, we silently
surrendered, thus -

Six, ah.. six hours turned into

that night!

But on dawn's command it died
in but a flash.. and,

Screaming back to Earth's dull roar
I found.. she had

Simply lied to me, from the
first to the last

of the six hours, of the
rot-night; before

I knew eternity's touch.
Copyright © Ben Kross

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