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The promising voice I hear
My cries are silenced as upon my lips lay the bony finger of death.
The smell so pungent of rotting flesh it forbids me of taking another breath.
Deaths sinister offer of immortality becomes the only promising voice I hear.
As inside my decaying mind the euphoric whisper hides away my darkest fears.
The smell so pungent of rotting flesh it forbids me of taking another breath.
Deaths sinister offer of immortality becomes the only promising voice I hear.
As inside my decaying mind the euphoric whisper hides away my darkest fears.
Published 4th Mar 2015
| Edited 23rd Dec 2023
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4th Mar 2015 6:16pm
This is great; I would have liked it to be longer but that's just my personal preference. I still LOVE it though so don't worry about my little critique!
4th Mar 2015 6:48pm
Glad u like it. Honestly I wasn't finished with it. I posted by mistake. Lol I'll edit it later. Thank u
5th Mar 2015 12:21pm
