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In Abyss Of Ashes

  Delicate & terrified, relevant & alive but watching us die...  I've slept silent, so quiet... Deny me, your dying right beside me... I'm tired of life, expire the strife in which I admire... 

 Vilify the lines I write & commit suicide in further rhymes... Murder my refurbished mind, I'm so hurt & disturbed this time...

 For her the burden & I go berserk for certain I burn... Nightmaric despair & her stare is unbearable, uncared for & paired in war...

 Her laugh was my grasp that's all I ever asked... In Abyss Of Ashes were the chances in our hands, desperate ends never understand it...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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