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Death in which does not find me
I kneel on this stone,
Nowhere to call my own,
My home.
The piercing screams howl beneath.
I am locked in chains and cannot see,
The worlds that lay before me.
I do not run,
I do not cry,
Not a reason for alibis,
I open my eyes and hold on tight,
To my ring,
And scream,
DEATH IN WHICH DOES NOT FIND ME!
Nowhere to call my own,
My home.
The piercing screams howl beneath.
I am locked in chains and cannot see,
The worlds that lay before me.
I do not run,
I do not cry,
Not a reason for alibis,
I open my eyes and hold on tight,
To my ring,
And scream,
DEATH IN WHICH DOES NOT FIND ME!
Published 11th Nov 2012
| Edited 11th Feb 2013
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