The candle glimmers but an hour. The nightLooms in its ancient hunger. Would you knowThe tragedy of human love and need?Gaze on the stars, then on a brother's face!
Related Authors: George Sterling | The Thirst of Satan: Poems of Fantasy | Terror
Related Topics: death, time, transiency
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