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Gossiping Ghosts

Whispers forbid me to fall asleep tired of the silences continual chatter I just wanna close my eyes to find some peace But the voices are in control of all my matters Constant, corruptible and kind of creepy They are eternally stuck here in my room Lonely Souls just needing each others company The Silence and me together in this tomb Do they realize they're slowly killing me With all of the gossip about life when your dead Oh how I wish they would just stop whispering Haunted Souls, lost alone, I just want my bed...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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