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fleeing senses in the maudlin storm
I draw nigh unto the fleeting need to keep me sane
insidious desire renews my faith
but I balk at my fate

cutting limbs of the nefarious
I trim time

it is with extra care I prepare the way
malevolence boasts but it hurts me most
watching from afar as you suffer

with prodding from the Holy ghost you plunder
into your greed with heightened awareness
echoing are they close through the atmospheres

I whisper don't

culling madness you capture my attention
I remind you silence is beautiful
when in doubt

reaching the skies you burn out upon entry
I tell you pick up the soul
leave the bones
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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