The beginning of the end is a truly disturbing observation as the world grows darker.
The ending will be painful yet blissful
Death and darkness comforts us
Please help me
As they kill us.
Murder has a different name
Murdering our inner hearts
Killing our truths
Filling us with lies
Tears fill our eyes
We slowly shut them as we grow weary,
We die and fade into nothingness...
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Poems from beyond the grave...
PoesíaMainly poetry. Some thoughts and maybe a few song lyrics that I write.
