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Whispers

I hear that whisper in my ear
Uttered words on blissful breeze
Windborne promise whistling near 
Won't you let me rest with ease?

And as the night turns into slate
Becoming one with my worst fear
Shadows blotting out my fate
I scream and cry but can't shed tears

An icy chill upon the cheek 
Freezing words that can't escape
Looking now, it all seems bleak
A mind of madness isolates

A sickening could of toxic poison
With her taunting Monstrous beauty 
If I pass that black horizon
Darkness will be. Absolutely.

The storm, it tells of a solution
"Just give in to that temptation,
The Truly Perfect Resolution"
A figment of imagination.

The clouds collapse, a breath of air
Fills the lungs, you dissapear
Along with all of my despair
But I will keep an open ear.

 

◄ Slave

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