By The Chill of the Night
Submitted by CryingShame58
Date: 2003 Jun 02
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When love is lost the days are hard, but the nights are always worse.

The sun bears down and the heat rises on this desert
But it's the wasteland of the night
That holds with all it's might
Searching for a miracle
The shivering evening night lingers on and on