Hauntings
Weakling,
why do you cry so late at night?
who harms you in your dreams?
I know something is bothering you,
but you refuse to tell me.
Darling,
What makes you think of murder?
Why do you wish to poison your fellows?
I'm sure there is a reason,
but I don't think spilling blood is the answer.
Tell me, please, Tell me.
Why do you wanna cause harm?
Why do you curse at the dead?
The nightmares are getting stronger,
and your will is losing all its power.
So wake up from the slaughter,
and breathe again.
I'm sure the pain will die out,
but only if you confront your demons.
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