Poetry

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I open my eyes

I can’t see a thing

I don’t know what the darkness holds

Or what it may bring

I slowly sit up

With my blade at my side

And that’s when I realise

That I have died

Not physically, no

I have died in spirit

Voices of the damned

Playing in my head

I wish that

You could hear it

To hear the maddening screams

Of the voices in my head

Caused me to strain my soul so much

That now I’m spiritually dead

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 16, 2014 ⏰

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