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The Midnight Bell

Bringing back all the shattered dreams
Watching them float almost like scattered Ash
Along with the world's own beautiful mystery.
But everything that stays doesn't always  go
As we all listen again to the midnight bell's toll.

Could it be another silent screen or could it be a soul
That they brought in begging on their knees.
Watching the shadows for that haunted dream
The things that they've said could not be believed
Speaking of demons that work behind the scene
Childish to laugh thinking it's like every story told
Won't you listen until the midnight bell tolls.

So as things end and the broken mirror gleams
Do you find yourself among the shattered dreams
To be chased out into the could
 Stopping  to look without finding a single soul
Yet the only sound you'll hear is the midnight bell's haunting toll.
Written by EternalSnow (Snow)
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Author's Note
Just something for October.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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