That Which Never Was

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Vapor trails of bullets

Sliding off my tongue

Words too softly spoken

Notes too faint to hum

A lullaby of silence

A carnival of souls

All dancing with the devil

Watching life unfold

Shattered pieces of the image

That I refused to see

Shredded works of wonder

That the world shall never see

Haunting, twisting melodies

Broken songs of hope

Turn to ash beneath my fingers

That which never was

Slipping into darkness, lament your final woes

Then silent, sink into a world of evil

All my deadly foes.

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