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Death
"Let him consume you"
The shadows whisper as i die,
Intoxicated by my own fading breath,
I look death straight in the eyes.
I see more than just darkness,
Oblivion in its sweetest form,
I see more than just hatred,
Salvation that could hail a storm.
Staggering to my feet,
I sway to his sweet melody,
Where the notes bleed crimson,
Transforming screams into a rhapsody.
With lips as cold as ice,
He skimmed along my neck so pale,
Gracing all the bruises from my past,
Erasing the memories of a bitter tale.
Take away all my sorrow,
Take away all my pain,
Take me from this accursed world,
Cage me in your domain.
As i embrace his ghostly being at last,
My own turns to dust,
He whispers in my ear to not be afraid,
As i scattered with the sudden gust.
Entwined forever within his world,
Of which my sanity had graciously surrendered,
Desired dreams had finally come to life,
Only to wither away with visions blurred.
The shadows whisper as i die,
Intoxicated by my own fading breath,
I look death straight in the eyes.
I see more than just darkness,
Oblivion in its sweetest form,
I see more than just hatred,
Salvation that could hail a storm.
Staggering to my feet,
I sway to his sweet melody,
Where the notes bleed crimson,
Transforming screams into a rhapsody.
With lips as cold as ice,
He skimmed along my neck so pale,
Gracing all the bruises from my past,
Erasing the memories of a bitter tale.
Take away all my sorrow,
Take away all my pain,
Take me from this accursed world,
Cage me in your domain.
As i embrace his ghostly being at last,
My own turns to dust,
He whispers in my ear to not be afraid,
As i scattered with the sudden gust.
Entwined forever within his world,
Of which my sanity had graciously surrendered,
Desired dreams had finally come to life,
Only to wither away with visions blurred.
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