Thy Blissful Murder

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The steal feels cool against your forehead

After that long jog

You hear the band of thunder

As you begin to fall

Farther and farther

Into that blissful sleep

Watching the serene red flowers

Blooming as you fall

Waking in a pit of dark

Wearing a silk dress

The color of blood

Light pours in from the top

With a melody escaping from that light

You try to move but you cannot

As you float higher and higher

To reach the light

Once you reach that beautiful place

You fly with magnificant white wings

And you go on adventures

To see everywhere

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