Death

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Give me a reason,
A clue in life .
A clue for the the lifeless dead
A clue of how they survived
With a voiceless desire
For more than despair
A reason to be selfless

And hear the cry
The plea of help from the heavens above
With a soundless desire the fell asleep

Like a dew fallen
Is the forgotten beauty
Of a soundless sleeper
The guilt of silence
The awaking ness of noise

Music is what one imagined
A dreadful silence was all that remained...

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