Tempter
Oh ye voice of woe
Why do my ears hasten to hear thee
Is there no other
Truly silence is better
Then only the sound of my heart is heard
Fear comes quickly
For if perchance it should be silent too
Then it would be my death I hear
Truly my thoughts are empty
I then hear me crying woe where are you
For silence is a crypt
Oh voice of temptation, tempt me
Copyright © Chris Broyles | Year Posted 2008
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