((This is my poem that I wrote a while ago for fun. I forget if it was supposed to be about followers or not, but for this occasion it is. So I hope you enjoy and please review with any helpful comments!))
:Night's Last Kiss:
Their hope is a memory that had long been forsaken.
Of agony and pain they now wishto awaken.
They had treaded in the darkest of sins…
Forgetting love…of what had once been.
Plaguing dreams of tomorrow's Hell…
Shadow paths…now fearing to dwell…
Ruby drops falling with a soft cry…
And no one to hear the haunting lullaby.
All alone, a soul so dreary…
Prays for nothing more than a sweet sanctuary.
With a heart as empty as an endless abyss…
With eyes of black...they wait for Night's last kiss.