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Silent Whispers

she enjoyed
her last breath
soaking up
the scent
of stale smoke
and regret
silence fills
her whispers
as the shadows
of her soul
dance upon
her naked flesh
the ticking
of the clock
takes her quietly
into the darkness
where secrets fill
her burning lungs
and she can scream
deeply
into her dreams
Written by journeychase (Journey)
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