Friday, July 18, 2008
Iniquity forces whispers
In a snap it whips your being
And you’re unaware.
You lost you’re spirit
As your mind works alive
Then a requiem plays
While seeing yourself screaming
In a blazing furnace
Yet no one draw closer for rescue
You stab to open your eyes
However you failed
To see the light
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